Warhammer Throne

"Prior to this, two ladies, I would like to ask, what do you think of the little eternal queen..." Talleyrand first sold a pass, and then the lame asked in turn: "Uh, that is, two ladies, Do you think it is necessary to organize a rescue army?"

"Suria, what do you think?" Morgiana couldn't help frowning when she thought of Alysala. The lake **** witch first thought of the two guys who circled the little queen, the unflattering eldest son. Frederick and very well-behaved and very likable, a Devin Hill called her Aunt Mogiana, and then thought of Ryan.

The Lake God Witch suddenly felt that the position of her lower abdomen was a bit painful, numb, and itchy. She looked at Su Liya directly and signaled to Talleyrand Su Liya to make a decision.

"I won't be grateful to us." Su Liya said calmly: "High precision is not a dwarf."

Sure enough, as I expected, it would be much easier to handle, and the lame felt like a mirror in his heart.

But he still has to add one more sentence: "But what do you mean..."

"This is not what I meant, this is the meaning of our Breton court." Su Liya corrected a little.

"Then this matter will be much easier." Talleyrand nodded immediately. With these words, he dared to come up with his plan together: "All we have to do is to do nothing."

"Do nothing?" Su Liya thoughtfully, and Mogiana sneered.

"Yes." Talleyrand nodded. The lame didn't look at Mogiana, but explained directly to Suria: "Madam, I know Azul. We said before, whether we save this kind of thing, Still not saved, the end of being disgusted by the high elves is doomed, after all, the existence of the three guards of the evil land will make us more or less angry."

At this point, both Sulia and Mojana nodded.

"Therefore, our best course is not to say a word, we do nothing, we neither prepare for rescue, nor do we make any inquiry or apology." Talleyrand leaned on the ground with a cane: " We have and only do one thing, and that is to send the little queen's news to the Phoenix Palace and Osuan in a down-to-earth manner. This is enough."

"But the high elves..." Su Liya seemed to understand: "Yes, are you teaching me to do things?"

"Perhaps the Azul still think so, but the fact is that Osuan is no longer the sovereign nation of the world." Talleyrand smiled and nodded: "If you want to help, you can, take the initiative to mention it, otherwise, no one is more noble than anyone else. , Isn’t the country equal? ​​Are the Lord Tyrion and the elven princes still living in the dream of the tribute system of the elven empire?"

"This is a good idea. This matter has nothing to do with us. It's about the dwarves." Morjana agreed almost immediately: "Let the elves argue with the dwarves."

"Moreover, in the current situation, it is almost impossible for the high-tech and the dwarves to reach a consensus. Their quarrel is like a broken world and will forget us." Su Liya also nodded with satisfaction: "Unless the little queen can really be rescued... …"

"There is another reason. The messenger departs from Le-Angouran, arrives at Osuan, and then comes back. It takes roughly three months." Talleyrand added: "This time, things will happen a lot. Changes, we only need to wait and see the changes. Your Majesty will have returned from Orbien by that time. After that, we will discuss separately according to the situation and adapt to the situation."

"As for the spirit of chivalry, we will not do nothing indifferently. Her Royal Highness, the little queen, Elisa, is our old friend, good friend, and witness of friendship in Brittany. We can take this Tell the knights, nobles and civilians, that the Bretonians, with chivalrous heart and eagerness, justice and enthusiasm, spontaneously organized the chivalrous army and prepared to go to the evil land to rescue the eternal little queen. What spirit does this embody? Is it the brilliant chivalry spirit of our Bretania?" Talleyrand clapped his hands: "Of course, all this is a spontaneous organization of the people and has nothing to do with our court."

This crip is really easy to use, Ryan left him to me, and he did it right.

So the Queen of Knight thought.

But a certain thought rose from Su Liya's heart, which made the Knight Queen very vigilant.

This lame... is so clever, he counts almost everything in it, even the Osuan court is in his calculations, I am afraid that even the reaction of me and Mojana...

interesting.

It's really interesting.

Suria chose to accept the challenge, and the Queen of Knight pretended to inadvertently and said casually: "The weather is good today, Talleyrand, you see, the sky is clear, there is only a cloud on the sky outside the castle, it looks really strange."

"??" Mojianna was confused. In August, it was sunny again, and there were no clouds in the sky.

Talleyrand immediately laughed and said, "Yes, the sun is shining all over the earth. I didn't need this cloud, but clouds are also useful for them."

"Clouds will block the sun's light, how can it be said that it is good?" Su Liya smiled: "When drinking tea, too many clouds make the atmosphere gloomy."

"There is no cloud cover, the sun's light is too strong, it will burn passers-by and plants." Talleylang said respectfully: "The cloud will block the sun, but it can also drop the rain. Your Majesty said that the cloud is in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle. Everything changes with the seasons. Some clouds will turn into water and some water will turn into clouds. Everything is determined by the sun and the climate. Look, Your Majesty, isn't there only one sun on that cloud?"

Su Liya couldn't help but chuckle, and the queen wondered why Ryan liked to speak with Talleyrand.

It's really interesting.

"Then let's make the decision." Su Liya glanced at Talleyrand again, and the Queen Knight finally made a decision: "Send an envoy to inform the high-precision ambassador of Marienburg, His Excellency Taimag-den-Carbon, Bafeng Mountain. Over there too, ask King Belegar how Eternal Peak reacted."

"Yes!"

A few days later, the disappearance of the little eternal queen soon shocked the upper echelons of the old world.

Among them, Baron Noor Frederick jumped up almost immediately when he heard the news.

What? The high-precision envoys are completely destroyed? Little Queen Elisa is missing?

This... how can this be?

Frederick's first reaction was to find his mother, Emilia, Queen of the Empire.

At this time, Emilia is nesting in her palace for maintenance. Ryan’s little maid doesn’t like hot weather. In July and August, Emilia spends most of her time with her elector. Inside the palace, deal with internal affairs, read reports, drink afternoon tea, hold banquets, listen to operas and hold academic lectures. The small days are very comfortable, only when the city council of Noor occasionally quarrels with no results. Or there is a major trial that requires the attendance of the Countess before Emilia will appear.

This year's Noor is relatively calm compared to the bad situation of the empire. Wesson also encountered the problems of beasts, greenskins and reduced food production, but Frederick has grown into an excellent commander at this time. The baron has recently led the provincial army with a small number of Nuer elites to constantly clean up the threat of beastmen and greenskins. As for the reduction of food production, the industrial city of Nuer has indeed caused some trouble, but because of Emilia and the sun king Ryan Because of the special relationship, Noor can easily import a large amount of grain from Brittany without taking the trade route of Marienburg profiteers. Therefore, the increase in food prices on the market is barely acceptable.

As for the fever problem, Noor can also get Wood Elf medicine from the Oliver Chamber of Commerce.

"Mom, we must quickly organize an army to rescue Her Majesty Alisala!" Frederick opened the door and saw his mother laying lazily on an entire agate boulder imported from Arabi. On the big bed, there is a full set of Azul blankets and satin pillows imported from Osuan. A maid is serving cakes and afternoon tea next to her. The Queen of the Empire spreads her long blonde hair behind her head and is holding one in her hand. The famous readings "Mrs. Stewart" and "Widowhood for Half a Year" published by Ben Noor University are being watched with gusto.

"Mom, why are you still thinking about it here?" Frederick looked distressed, and the baron rushed to his mother and stomped: "His Royal Highness Alissa has been arrested!"

"Oh, isn't it?" Emilia raised her head and glanced at Frederick, and continued to look at the novel picture book: "That's really bad."

"Yes, it’s very bad, Mom, I propose that we should organize an army to rescue Elisa." Frederick looked excited: "Now in the entire old world, only our empire has the ability to immediately An army has been organized, and my father's knightly army is still on an expedition to Obian."

"Is it necessary?" Emilia didn't leave the book at all, and the empire said casually: "It's a matter between high-tech and dwarves. What does it have to do with us."

"This is related to the safety of the old world!" Frederick continued to be excited, and the Baron jumped up and down: "If the little queen cannot be rescued, then the battle of the long beard is very likely to happen again! The alliance of order will be broken, mother, you too Don't you want to see the whole old world fall into the flames of war?"

"Still caught in the flames of war, I see, you can't bear Alisa Sarah, right?" Emilia sighed, all the son's careful thoughts were invisible in front of his mother, and Frederick lowered embarrassedly. Head, but he was still stubborn: "I'm also thinking about my father, godfather, and mother, and... Alisala told me that we will meet again."

"Do you know how much manpower and material resources it takes to organize a large army to expedition to the badlands?" Emilia's tone was blamed and spoiled, and the Empire Lady looked at her beloved son and stretched out her hand to mess with Frey. Derek's hair: "Look at your father's Great Eight Peaks Expedition, how many troops have been organized, how many logistics materials have been prepared, and how much manpower and material resources have been spent? In the end, it was a lifetime of nine deaths and luckily received timely support from the wood elves? We? Now I don’t even know where the little queen is going."

"But..." Frederick was about to refute, Emilia interrupted her son's words: "According to the intelligence, there is no doubt that the undead took Alisala to the south of Iron Peak Fort. That distance is so much. Far? Thousands of kilometers away! Think about it again, the undead can wipe out hundreds of high-precision envoys and thousands of dwarves in one day. How strong is it? Even Nuer’s army Without organizing an expeditionary force of more than 20,000 people, there is no chance. Then the question arises again. How much logistics and military expenses will an expeditionary force of 20,000 people cost thousands of kilometers away?"

"I……"

"How do you convince the city council to form an expeditionary army? Your father's attack on Bafeng Mountain has a definite huge return. Even if he assists the empire to resist the Mottkin invasion, the entire logistics and military expenses are paid by the empire. How about you? "

"this……"

"Well, even if you know where Alisala is, you have formed an army and handled the logistics, my son, what do you rely on to win? There are only three sanctuary powerhouses in Noor, Justice Theodore. -Bruckner, Elspers von Draken, Dean of the Amethyst Academy, and Bernd Abelwold, the newly-rising beast-based sanctuary great wizard, who can you tell? What about yourself? Do you think that you are as good at commanding as your father and can play the epic triumph of the Battle of the Three Kings? Or do you think that you can deal with two old sanctuary powerhouses, Nephrata and Gul, with one enemy and two at the same time like your father? Or are you confident that you can have friends everywhere like your father, with dwarves, elves and even tomb king allies constantly saving the army from danger?"

Frederick was completely sunk, and the baron was crying: "Really, is there really no way? Mom?"

"Anyway, I won't help you convince the city council, nor will I open Nur's Treasury or my private treasury for you." Emilia shook her head.

"Then...then I'll go to the godfather!" Frederick was furious.

"Go, don't come back if you go. Also, Nur Iron Armored Army and Blackrock Guard are not allowed to move, your personal guards can take them away." Emilia signaled her son to get out: "The same goes for the funds, except Your own salary and the pocket money I gave you, other funds are not allowed to be used."

"Damn it!" Frederick was completely helpless: "Damn it!"

At the same time, exactly the same thing happened to the Earl of Glamorgan.

Su Liya's style is almost exactly the same as Emilia. The gentle and virtuous knight queen told Devonhill directly that it is impossible to send troops to rescue. At least everything has to wait for your father to come back from Obian.

And Devonhill is much weaker than Frederick. He has not been on the battlefield like his brother, commanded the army, and even has no source of income.

Unable to persuade his mother, Devin Hill rolled his eyes.

He struck up his uncle's idea.

Sharon Forest, Redfish Village, Anglang Manor in late August.

"Don't go." Anglang's head shook desperately like a rattle: "Just don't go."

"Uncle! I beg you!" Devin Hill pulled on the hem of Anglang's oversized shirt, and the young baron blushed with excitement: "Only you, only you can help!"

"I'm not going anyway." Anglang continued to shook his head. There was no boredom on the face of the Primarch of the World Devourer, but he was very determined: "It's useless to say anything, I won't go."

"But uncle, listen to me." In order to welcome his nephew, Anglang personally cooked a cheese and beef baked Tyrell noodles, and also made half of the roast goose, just like that for the uncle Ignoring my nephew’s pushing and pulling, serving the plate, serving the delicious food on the clean and tidy table, listening to Devonhill’s chatter: "We must save Ali Sara. If we can’t save the little queen, Then the battle of the long beard is very likely to be repeated! The alliance of order will be broken..."

"I don't want to know those things. You should tell your parents about these things. I'm just an unpretentious old farmer." Anglang then shook his head, and the original body looked at his nephew and smiled: "Da On a hot day, get tired all the way, eat something, take a break in the afternoon and go back."

"Uncle!" Devonshire roared angrily: "Are you listening to me?"

"I'm listening." Anglang nodded first, but immediately shook his head: "I said, those things have nothing to do with me, I will not go, you go find someone else."

"But only you..."

"Find someone else."

"Angerang!" Devinhill, who was angry, took the iron plate and large bowl on the table, and threw the entire bowl of Tyrell noodles and the whole dish of roast geese directly towards Angelang's face: "I'm begging you! Your nephew is begging you!"

Anglang's gaze condensed, and the King Chop stretched out his arm like lightning. He held the big bowl from the air with one hand, flicked his wrist and moved left and right, and put all the noodles that splashed out in the air back into the bowl.

The other hand supported the lower part of the iron plate, and the plate rotated up and down in Angelang's hand, as gorgeous as a Wanhua mirror, and the chopped roast goose was rearranged neatly.

"Boom~" The pottery bowl and the iron plate were placed on the table. Anglang looked at Devinhill who was dumbfounded, and still shook his head: "Stop doing useless work with me. I can't save it. What about the little eternal queen? The outside affairs have nothing to do with me. I will say one last time. If you don't want to have lunch here, you should go back as soon as possible."

"...You will regret it, uncle." Devinhill gritted his teeth and said, "it will."

"No." Anglang continued to shake his head.

The roast goose legs fell on the iron pan.

The original body watched his nephew mount on his horse and left. Looking at the figure of Devin Hill going away, Anglang's eyes suddenly flashed memories.

Will you regret it?

Do not.

I'm Anglang, I will never regret it!

…………I am the dividing line that never regrets…………

Marienburg's high-precision ambassador, Tamag, was frightened and slumped to the ground after receiving the news that the envoys had been destroyed and the little queen had disappeared.

His future is over.

But this is not the time to be frustrated. Tamag dispatched the fastest clippers immediately to send the news to Osuan! At the same time, immediately pray to Asu Yan, praying that the Lord of Phoenix can bless the little queen to return safely.

All the envoys are destroyed! The eternal little queen Eliza, who symbolizes the future of Azul, has disappeared. It was confirmed by the old world that it should have been taken away by the last vampire Earl Manfred von Kastein with an army of undead!

After 100,000 urgent news reached Osu'an, the whole Gaojing clan was shocked.

In the 2520 year of the imperial calendar, at the beginning of October, the Kingdom of Itaine, the capital Lothern, the Phoenix Court, and the High Elf War Council.

The warlord Tyrion rushed from Avalon to sleeplessly and summoned all the heroes of the entire high elves.

Before Phoenix King Finnuba had time to speak, Tyrion stopped directly in front of Finnuba. The warlord's eyes were red, and his handsome face that made the gods jealous was twisted, holding the Sun Flame Sword. The veins of the hand violently violently, the blade and the scabbard violently collided, creaking endlessly.

"Zhou Jun, Ali Sarah, she was taken away by the undead!!!"