Warhammer Throne

Just when Wolfenberg's army was under pressure, Hawke led Herzig, the capital.

The time has entered the beginning of March, and Herzig is still very cold, but at last it is no longer uncomfortably cold. The army is taking a rest in Herzig recently.

The stay of the army not only did not cause trouble to Herzig, but formed a huge deformed prosperity. A steady stream of all kinds of logistics and military supplies and military expenses from the south of the empire arrived at the front. The resulting chaos, on the contrary, caused the public order of Hawke and Herzig to be unprecedentedly stable due to the large number of troops stationed.

This made Hawke’s leader Elder Edbrand breathe a sigh of relief. In particular, Lane ruled the army very strictly. Even under the garrison, the Bretonian army still had to conduct very strict training, and the management of the knights. It was the Duke of Bohemond and Maugiana who were doing it again, which allowed the Bretonians to maintain good discipline and did not disturb the people.

Middenheim's most serious catch is also quite strict, except for those white wolf knights who are prone to drunkenness and whistles at women.

The Knight King sits in his room, dealing with piles of various documents. As the commander-in-chief and king of the army, Ryan not only hasn’t been busy in the past few days, and has made friends with Mogiana, Veronica, Teresa and others all day long. , On the contrary, there are so many things.

As a king, Ryan had to go through most of the documents and inquiries about various specific matters, including a large number of requests from the army under his command and opinions among the nobles, as well as a list of military supplies and disbursements, as well as a large number of reports sent from the empire. And the movement of the army, as well as the scattered information obtained by a small number of scouts entering the Osterner.

The many chores made Ryan quite irritable to deal with, but the Knight King knew that there was no way. After all, as the king and the coach, he had better take a look at many things in person. Only in this way can he ensure the smooth operation and operation of the entire system. Control corruption as much as possible.

Of course, there is one degree to control. It is not to ignore all of them, that is to completely delegate power, and it is not to look at all, which will exhaust oneself. The typical ones are the prime minister and Lao Zhu.

To put it simply, the big things are over-sighted, the small things are spot-checked immediately, and you can strike hard at any time. This is the style of Ryan's ruling power. Fortunately, the knight king is energetic.

At the same time, a love letter from Emilia was also sent to Ryan.

"The lion in Jean City, His Majesty Ryan Makado, the great knight king who has accomplished countless miracles, congratulates you on your great victory in the Battle of the Three Kings."

"You are my love, my favorite object, and my feelings and love for you are beyond words."

"At the moment I received the letter, I had already decided to go to Herzig personally to meet with you."

"Because I want to reach the you who cared and cared for me as soon as possible~"

"My child's father, please wait for my good news."

"Empire Emmanuel von Lebwitz Bernardino."

"Sincerely, salute."

On the envelope is a faint bright red lip print.

"Oh~ it's so good~ there are love letters too! I have never realized that Ryan and I have written more than two love letters to me now!" The long skirt of the classical dress, the neckline is very low, the buttons on the chest are not fastened, the proud plump is held tightly by the collar, and a deep and inviting gully is drawn, and a pair of straight and well-proportioned slender jade is wrapped around. The delicate texture of ultra-thin black patterned pantyhose is matched with a pair of black and red-soled lace-up high heels. The proud female speaker is as attractive as a fully blooming flower. Unfortunately, her face is full of jealousy now, holding it in her hand. I read Emilia's love letter aloud, and then said angrily: "Ryan, you are very relaxed and comfortable, do you have time to write a love letter with your hostess?"

"Ryan has never written a love letter to me." Teresa is now Ryan's personal secretary. The female warlock dress today is a standard OL attire. She is full of black long trench coat + white forged floral shirt and hip skirt. The temperament of a white-collar beauty, the silver jacquard pattern on the thick black stockings and the silver chain on the high-heeled boots are the finishing touch.

"Tsk tusk, now my dear hasn't looked down on us little witches~" Veronica said sourly.

"That's for sure. Ryan is probably the court ladies now, right?" Teresa followed along with the rhythm. The female warlock's face was flushed, and her heart was frustrated. Ryan and her have known each other for so long, from the beginning to the end. The tail never wrote her a love letter!

She doesn't even have any capital to show off!

"Yeah, my dear, Majesty Morgiana said that arrangements must be arranged, at least two letters per person!" Veronica took Emilia's love letter and waved it in her hand unhappily, and then let it go On Ryan’s desk: "And the quality must pass!"

"Isn't it one? Why did it become two?" Ryan sat behind and looked at the document with a wry smile. The knight king's face was a little tired. He reviewed the document and put it at hand, and said helplessly: You have promised one copy for each of you, so don't force me anymore, right?"

"How can one letter be enough?" Teresa said irritably, "Morgiana said you would write two letters to her, so..."

Ryan looked amusedly at the female warlock's angrily, the Knight King stretched out his finger and poked Teresa's waist lightly: "Jump~"

"Hmm!" Teresa suddenly softened like an electric shock. The sorcerer stretched out her hand and hammered Ryan in shame and annoyance. She covered her waist and eyes, where she was sore and numb now.

"Don't divert your gaze!" Veronica's hands on her hips, the fullness of her chest throbbed back and forth, and the female speaker said angrily: "Just say you can write or not!"

"Now this matter is not an important thing." Ryan quickly pulled out a new file from the file stack: "My dear, I have a task for you, a very important task."

"What task?" Veronica turned away.

"A large number of new supplies have arrived at Herzig Wharf along the Tarabek River, Veronica, you go to check and contact the logistics quartermaster of the Empire." Ryan took out the documents and wrote a note to Vero. Nika: "Bertrand and Raymond will assist you, remember to spot check immediately."

"Okay, okay, I'll go and see for you." Veronica also knew that business was important, and Witch Garland reached out to take the small note, twisted and twisted out.

As soon as Veronica went out, Ryan and Teresa were left in the room. When the sorcerer saw Ryan’s malicious gaze, she was so scared to run away, but her body was sour and soft, she quickly changed the subject: "Why do you want to Let Veronica go? Aren’t Lawn and Talleyrand specifically in charge of this?"

"Raun is from a military noble background, and he is not very clear about the crooked ways of the people under him. As for the guy Talleylang, if he doesn't restrain him, all he will do is to share more." Ryan reached out and directed Teresa directly. Pulled over, let her sit on her lap with her back leaning on her. The sorcerer’s body was icy and very comfortable. Ryan took a deep breath of the scent of lavender on her black waist-length hair, and whispered: "As for Yu Bei Tron and Raymond don’t know enough about the logistics system and they are easily fooled."

"Is it a quarterback?" Teresa struggled in Ryan's arms, and relaxed when she saw that she was really weak. She let Ryan take off her boots and wiped oil everywhere on her long black silk legs. The female warlock was not convinced and said: "Then I can do it too, why let Veronica go?"

"Hahahaha, that's because you have other tasks." Ryan smiled even more ill-intentioned.

"What... mission?" Teresa complained a little, but also looked forward to it.

"We still have so many documents to deal with!" Ryan brought a large pile of documents from the side, and the Knight King put away his malicious expression: "Really, not fighting is more tiring than fighting."

"Relax for half an hour, how about?" Teresa leaned against Ryan's arms, and she whispered: "I feel a little strange lately, always..."

"Then, you have to be quieter!"

"I, I try my best."

…………I am a quieter dividing line…………

The old guard barracks near Christopher Castle.

The old guard commander Bertrand-Tal's eye and the old guard's halberd battalion commander Raymond Mountbatten led forty or fifty old guards wearing winter coats and holding weapons to follow Vero Behind Nika, they are going to check the newly arrived munitions and military expenses today.

Since Raymond received the title of knight, he has the right to have a surname. This thirty-year-old battalion commander of the old guard, who was born as a serf, received olive branches from many noble families. In the end, he chose to accept the famous local Musilon The invitation of Lord Philip Mountbatten, the nobleman, to register his surname as Mountbatten, can be regarded as officially accepted by the nobles.

After Veronica handed the slip to Bertrand, she naturally became the leader of the crowd. The charming and sweet female speaker took the crowd to prepare to go to Hawke’s dock to welcome the arrival of the imperial transport fleet. Veronica's dress is quite popular. There are many people peeking and pointing along the way. Veronica doesn't care about this. As a witch, she has to face this. She has been used to it for decades.

"Ms. Veronica, this is Herzig now." The old guard commander Bertrand flashed the holy emblem of Tal on his forehead. His moustache today was obviously trimmed and decorated, and it looked special. With style, Bertrand followed Veronica and said to her: "Very deformed prosperity. Too many people rely on our army to fill their stomachs."

"Yes, everyone knows that the soldiers have money in their pockets. Every day after we finish our meal, there is a large group of refugees waiting for leftovers. There are small vendors who set up stalls everywhere in the barracks, and those who line up. Waiting to sell his own women, most of them are Kislov women." Raymond exhaled the white mist from his mouth, the old guard battalion commander said to Veronica: "Now the Herzig refugees are completely dependent on With the spending power of our troops supporting us, we can still have a meal. I can’t imagine what would happen if we withdrew.”

"That's what happened after we evacuated." Veronica's voice was sweet, but her attitude was cold: "That's not something we should consider. The soldiers' consumption is already another way for the refugees to survive. , Also, the military discipline must hurry up, don't disturb Ryan, he has enough things."

"Don't worry, Ms. Veronica, I have always strictly managed military discipline. Except on the day of the holiday, all soldiers can only eat at night and go out for a while. We implement a strict curfew system unless the soldiers do not want to. I'm doing it." Bertrand thought for a while, but shook his head again: "But we can't control anything else, especially the serf infantry regiments. It is said that they like to spend money with Kislov women the most."

Veronica could only shook her head helplessly. This kind of thing that pleases me is really hard to stop. The management of the serf infantry regiment cannot be as strict as that of a fully professional army such as the old guard. As for the knight master We... There is no such requirement in the eight virtues of knights. It is said that Duke Bohemond himself bought many Kislov girls as his maids!

no! I want to keep an eye on Ryan! Veronica thought, otherwise, who knows if there will be a new little **** to allocate resources?

A new anecdote was brought out by a few people's small talk.

In the past one or two weeks, a large number of poor people have gathered near the military camp of the Bretonian army every day, waiting for the leftovers of the Bretonian army to sell their leftovers.

Among the munitions provided by the empire, a large part of the meat is large-sized empire Black Forest sausages, which are used as meat for the Bretons, but most of the Bretons are not used to this kind of meat. The heavy-tasting sausages, if they are the ordinary serf infantry regiments, they are meat after all, but like the knight master, the old guards and the engineer artillery units, they will not force themselves. They would rather buy them from the market with the army's salary. Fresh meat makes a small stove on his own, and he doesn't like to eat empire's heavy-tasted sausages.

This leads to a lot of waste of sausages.

The cunning high elf, Mr. De Talleyrand-Maurice-Bennister, Ryan’s personal courtier, suddenly thought of a sutra to get rich. Talleyrand made people collect sausages and leftovers that were rejected by the knight masters and the old guards. The leftovers were then taken outside the barracks and sold to the poor and refugees of Hawke at a very cheap price.

I, Talleyrand, is also a great philanthropist!

You can get two pieces of hard brown bread and a slice of sausage with just a few copper coins and a few copper coins. The items are limited, while stocks last! When you buy it, you earn it, and you won't come back when the opportunity is not lost. Welcome new and old friends to come and buy!

The poor and refugees were grateful. In Hawke’s place where supplies are scarce and hard to see, these leftovers are the only source of meat for many people. A few copper coins are cheap and popular, and they are very popular.

The Bretons sold these sausages to avoid waste and conformed to the spirit of chivalry. The master knights and the old guards were also satisfied with their good deeds, and suddenly felt that they had noble virtues.

In the end, Talleyrand made a lot of money by relying on this business. Although the price was cheap, the lame man, who had no cost at all, relied on the quantity to win, and his small vault became thicker and thicker.

Everyone was overjoyed. Hawke led the people back home with these leftovers, boiled the water and threw the things into the pot, added some salt and simmered them with the local sauce, and ate the meat happily.

The boiling cauldron, the hot food, the curling white smoke, a few people nest in the house to cook and eat, this is the only consolation in the dark age.

This kind of food is called "troop hot pot."

Bertrand and Raymond were really dumbfounded when they talked about this.

Veronica shuddered after hearing this story, and the chairwoman of the Sorceress's Assembly laughed so much that her arms on her hips almost lost her breath.

What a cunning lame! Can actually think of this kind of idea!

Veronica suddenly felt that she still had to broaden her thinking.

After an anecdote was over, after everyone had laughed, Herzig's dock was also near.

However, today’s situation is somewhat different. In addition to a large number of transport ships bringing in new supplies, several large warships and a large passenger ship have priority in docking at the port.

The hatch opened, shining armor and crimson plumes, a group of heavily armed royal knights appeared on the dock, headed by a tall general with the image of a typical brave warrior.

His armor was polished and gleamed like a mirror, his strong arms were as tough and unyielding as his spirit, of course, there was also the iconic long waxed mustache, and a unique eagle-winged helmet.

Marshal Rick Heilberg led Rick's guard, the Kronborg Great Sword Regiment, and the Braunschweig Glory Guard arrived!

He also arrived with the emperor’s private champion, the empire’s flag officer, and the sanctuary powerhouse Ludwig Schwarzhammer! The white-bearded grandfather was tall, sturdy, and unsmiling, but led the soldiers to land calmly.

Veronica's face changed slightly, she had time to go up and say hello, and another new warship had landed!

On the warship hangs the black-bottomed golden lion scale city coat of arms flag from Nuer!

Nur's army is here too!

The Nur Iron Armor and the Black Stone Guard of the Imperial Lady’s personal guard quickly landed ashore from the warship, and they immediately lined up in a very neat two-line line, the Grand Marshal Nur Erstein and the Justice Nur Theodore-Bruck Na disembarked one after another, and then stood on both sides and waited.

A gorgeous figure appeared from the cabin, and the bright red dress like flames and the black and gold coat outside made her appear more noble and inviolable.

"Long time no see, Ms. Veronica!"

"How are you doing these days?"