The Sun King's Evidence

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Kislev, the northernmost order force in the old world, is known as the "Shield of Civilization". They migrated here from the Kurgan Steppe about a thousand years ago and established this place in an ice field and desert. A country in ice and snow.

Since its establishment, Kislev has faced the threat of Chaos. Because of this, the entire country has always been under a high-pressure and militaristic background. Except for the nobles, few civilians in Kislev can truly realize " Even so, this country and its people still stand as the northernmost part of the old world.

The courage of this country and its people in the face of difficulty is as terrifying as the chaos.

After the Great Holy War, Kislev was re-established, and the empire also sent more troops to assist Kislev in guarding the northern border. Both the Osterland and the Ostermark Alliance had close relations with Kislev. As soon as there is any change in the Chaos forces in the north, these two imperial provinces will immediately reinforce them. The great pressure faced by Kislev makes the farmers willing to tolerate some additional taxes and levies, as long as it can strengthen the kingdom's defense. , Similarly, the huge military pressure also means that the noble "boyars" of Kislev will consciously cancel some excessive and unpopular taxes to ensure that the living standards of local residents and their troops are not too bad. Similarly , the empire also often supported Kislev with food and other supplies.

"Southerners look down on us and think that we are all a group of barbarians, not much different from those barbarians, but you should feel lucky! If it weren't for us, the northern barbarians would have burned down your homes and dragged your children out of bed. Let’s go! Without us, you will always face the erosion of Chaos! Do you look down on us? You should thank us!”

——Marshal Kislev Konev

In Kislev, there are three troops known as the most elite ace troops. They are the Krim Guards responsible for protecting the capital of Kislev, the Royal Bear Cavalry of Kislev blessed by the bear god Esun, and the Kislev Royal Bear Cavalry, which is famous throughout the country. Old World Kislev Hussars Legion.

The original intention of establishing the Hussars Corps was to give Kislev a powerful heavy cavalry unit. Therefore, all noble families in Kislev were required to send at least one adult male cavalry. When these noble cavalry gathered together, they formed The winged cavalry legion has a fanatical will to fight. They burst into the enemy formation like a whirlwind with wings or flags and a terrifying howl. Moreover, the unique tactic of the winged cavalry is to suddenly turn the entire team to attack, which will cause many armies to be suddenly overwhelmed. Defeated, with their great military exploits, the Hussars quickly became famous throughout the old world.

When it was first formed, the Winged Cavalry Corps had about 2,000 people. Today, after nearly two hundred years of development, the Winged Cavalry Legion has about 4,000-4,400 people.

So can Kislev afford this heavy cavalry unit?

Obviously, the answer is that they can't afford to raise them. Therefore, since the establishment of the Hussars Corps, except for the port city of Ehrengrad, which can support 200-300 Hussars, the vast majority of the Hussars are used as mercenaries by the empire. Earn maintenance fees for yourself.

"Felix Edmundovich, the former general of the Kislev Hussars 'Dzerzhin' regiment, he had great military exploits and made great contributions in a series of battles. He also participated in the participation of the former Tsar Boris Bokha During the "Great Purge" campaign, Felix was determined and had a tenacious fighting style. He single-handedly led the Hussars under his command to wipe out the remnants of Chaos and barbarian raids lurking in the Kislev wilderness. He fought day and night, pursuing his enemies until dark, and at dawn the next day he was already on his horse, ready to continue fighting."

"In this way, Felix fought hard for three months and finally wiped out all the enemies of the Troll Kingdom north of the Linsk River. He was nicknamed 'Felix of Steel'!" Amancio introduced this in a loud voice. Former General Kislev, the president even stood up on his own initiative: "I firmly believe that General Felix and his hussars can definitely help you, Lord Fulgen!"

"Hello, General Felix." Forgan always respected such tenacious soldiers. He also stood up and looked seriously at General Kislev, who looked to be only in his forties. expressed respect.

Felix was wearing a standard Kislev military cap. Wearing this fluffy military cap in such a hot weather looked a little funny. The general carefully identified the tall and somewhat tall man in front of him. The handsome man who looked like a barbarian nodded politely after confirming that there was no hypocrisy or ridicule in the other person's eyes: "Hello, and please don't call me general. I have been expelled by Her Majesty Katalin." No more, I am no longer Kislev’s general!”

"No, you will always be a general. Your flaming eyes, your iron will, your firm military posture, and your subconscious actions all tell everyone that you are still a general." Fulgen Shaking hands with Felix seriously: "Can you tell us what happened? Why did that female president... the king actually deport you?"

"Because the Hussars are the Sword of the Kingdom and the Wings of Freedom, not the Sword of the Tsar or the Royal Wings of Bocaha!" Felix's expression was as hard as steel and as stubborn as the stone in the pit: "This is already This is my third time being exiled! But I won’t regret it!”

"Please take a seat." The big businessman Amancio motioned for Felix to take a seat. With an understanding smile on his face, the big businessman stood up and motioned for the hussar general to take a seat, and then greeted the waiter: "Bring that up! "

"Yes!" The waiter went down, and soon, they brought a special kind of food.

At first glance, what was served was ordinary bread, but the bread was surprisingly large, with a diameter of nearly 30 centimeters and a weight of two kilograms. It was packed in a large cloth bag, Amancio said with a smile. : "General Felix, try it. I'm not sure what your taste is, but I can guarantee that it's definitely the original taste."

"This is... Lieba?!" The Hussars General's eyes widened. He checked carefully: "Is this the real Lieba! Or the big Lieba!"

Being able to eat food from his hometown, this steel-like general finally managed a smile.

"That's right, I imported this from Erengrad. I hope you like it." Amancio said to Fulgen, Hadrian and others: "Please also try Kislev's special food. Bar."

Everyone continued to eat.

Fulgrim maintained his elegant eating state while listening to Felix's story, understanding why he was expelled, why this illustrious general of the Hussars was expelled and stripped of his title of general.

Since their birth, the Hussars were destined to not receive enough military pay. The meager wages and supplies that the Tsarist royal family could issue could not even maintain equipment and horses. Therefore, the Hussars often formed a group of 300-500 riders. Act as a mercenary in the old world and earn maintenance fees for yourself.

All hussars have one marshal and several generals. Although in theory the marshal commands all hussars, in fact the marshal only commands the most elite hussars, the "Gryphon Legion", because at that time the hussars Marshal Budyonny was the most powerful in the world. The Edge Mountains were named after a single gryphon they killed and decorated their wings with its feathers.

The current Marshal of the Hussars is called Romanov, a knight at the peak of legend. The Griffin Legion is currently under the command of the Imperial Emperor Karl Franz and fights as a mercenary.

All the hussars swore that whenever the Kingdom of Kislev faced a crisis, they would return to Kislev and fight to defend the kingdom. They were proud to be from Kislev and that they were the king of the kingdom. Sword and pride.

But this is where the contradiction comes from.

"The Hussars have always had a glorious and long tradition of independence. We are the sword of the kingdom, not the sword of the Tsar. However, since the death of Red-Eyed Egil, the military pressure from the barbarians has decreased a lot, so Her Majesty Katalin has brought up the old matter again." Felix was eating Lieba, his voice was a little hoarse: "She hopes to return the hussars under the control of the Tsarist royal family. She promised to treat us well, but this is not what we want."

"You are loyal to Kislev, not the Bocaha royal family." Fulgan immediately understood the reason for Felix's expulsion.

"We are only willing to fight evil and will not take action against our own compatriots." Felix nodded, and when he said this, he sighed: "Because my opposition is the most determined, this is the third time I have been deported. "

"What if the kingdom is in danger?" Fulgrim asked calmly.

"Then I will set off again to return to Kislev, together with my hussars!" Felix's voice was as hard as a giant rock on the northern permafrost: "Kislev will fight evil until the last moment, Until the last of Kislev’s children breathes his last breath!”

"Very good!" Fulgan nodded, and his last doubt was eliminated: "So, what are your conditions?"

This is where the price negotiation begins.

Fulgrim needs a powerful heavy cavalry force. It is very necessary. If Felix and his three hundred winged cavalry can be hired, this will be a great supplement to the Ash Legion, because except for a small number of lizardmen, In addition to the cold lizards given to them, the Ash Legion has always been troubled by the lack of cavalry.

"The conditions have always been as normal, but... I have a request." Felix was a little embarrassed. He was a soldier. For soldiers, asking for help is really not a good thing: "Your Excellency Fulgen, I heard that you and Duke Mousilon, Ryan Macado are brothers?”

"Yes, we are brothers." Fulgrim nodded. He had no intention of hiding this, and he had planned to stay in Estalia and Tyrell for another month at most, and then immediately rush to Bu Retania.

"Here's the thing, Lord Fulgan, I have a group of deported special prisoners here, as well as a group of war orphans, who I hope can be taken in and sheltered." Felix pleaded in a low voice: "We don't have the ability to house so many Man, Mr. Amancio has no way to help us, so I need your help.”

Kislev is indeed a magical place, where it is a tradition for "special prisoners" to be deported and exiled. Many noble children feel honored to be imprisoned by the tsar, and generals like Felix It would be a shame to shake hands with the Tsar's personal bodyguard, the Krim Guard.

"How many people are there?" Fulgan asked.

"About...more than a thousand. They are all victims of persecution in the country, as well as war orphans. Kislev is unable to support them. We can't find a way in the empire. I need your help. I can guarantee that. , they are not criminals, they just... have different views." Felix said seriously: "Msilon is recruiting people recently, can you recommend them to us?"

"If there are no problems after inspection, I will consider it." Forgan did not immediately agree. He did not even make a promise: "Apart from that, what else is there?"

"No more." Felix shook his head.

"When can you and your hussars join us?" Fulgan then asked the question he was most concerned about.

"As long as these people are properly placed, I and the 315 wing cavalry under my command can join you immediately." Felix stood up and saluted a standard military salute: "You can identify it yourself, I Absolutely, I just hope you can treat them well."

"I'm not talking about hiring, I'm talking about joining." Fulgen's voice was light and airy.

"What I'm talking about is joining, Lord Fulgrim. I think what you need is also joining." Felix's eyes sunk, and the former general took off his hat. His hairline was already a little far back, and his hair was deep. There is wisdom in his sunken eyes, and a certain power that will never let him surrender: "Can you accept it?"

"Then...please cooperate!"

“Happy to work with!”

The two hands were clasped together, and this was considered an agreement.

Sitting down again, Fulgan was satisfied with the result. The combat effectiveness of the Hussars was renowned throughout the old world. Now with the help of this army, the combat effectiveness of the Ashes Legion is bound to reach a higher level.

"Mr. Amancio, are there any other mercenaries in Estalia that are worth hiring?" After the terms were agreed upon, Fulgen then asked Amancio: "I also need stronger immediate combat power, money. not a problem."

"No more." Amancio smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is Estalia, Lord Fulgrim. We don't have a particularly strong army to begin with. You should go to Tilea."

"Tyrell?" Fulgrim was a little disappointed, but the Emperor's Son, the Primarch, was always able to control his emotions perfectly: "I wonder how many troops in the land of mercenaries are willing to go on an expedition with me?"

"A big event happened in Tilea recently. The famous Prince Miragliano, 'Besieger' Bogil, was assassinated in the famous Baths." Amancio nodded, and he took out a list: "So , several legendary mercenaries lost their employers."

"Leopold the Panther's heavy infantry regiment, the Panthers."

"Milagliano's Marksman Regiment."

"The Dwarf Butchers of the Long Drang Butchers Chapter."

"And the famous Bronzino Cavalry Regiment."

Fulgrim took the list and nodded with satisfaction. These armies were all mercenaries well-known in the old world. If they could gather their strength, they might be able to fight against the Skaven.

"But I solemnly recommend these two teams." Amancio handed over a new list, and a smile appeared on the big businessman's face.

"From the team of halfling harpies from Muttland, and...the mysterious Arabi djinn warlock!"

…………I am the dividing line that can only make three wishes……

At the same time, in the old world, above the black mountains.

Angron was flying here on his hippogryph Nukelia, and King Slayer was obviously in a good mood.

"My nephew is about to be born. As an uncle, I can't be empty-handed."

"Go to Tyrell and see if there are any good things!"

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