"General." After Sir Kleist saluted Akmer, he had no intention of speaking.
Akmeiser waved his hand towards the captain of the Guards and said, "Will you all step back?"
"Yes, General." The captain of the Guards waved his hands to the other guards and exited the camp.
Akmesser stomped back and forth a few steps and asked in a confused manner: "Is this what your Majesty means?"
Sir Crest appeared at this time and undoubtedly admitted in disguise that he had done this thing.
Although the two of them had not known each other for a long time, Sir Kleist's careful thinking and acting style left a deep impression on Acmetha. If there was no one to support him, he would never do such a thing secretly.
"Yes." Sir Kleist said frankly. At this time, there was no point in hiding it.
"Why didn't you ventilate with me in advance?" This was what annoyed Akmesser the most. When faced with accusations, he was completely defenseless.
"This is also what your Majesty means." Sir Kleist replied expressionlessly, "Your Majesty said that the general only needs to devote his energy to the army and direct the battle. This kind of small means that cannot be put on the table will be enough.
No need to trouble General."
"I am the supreme commander of the Eastern Expeditionary Army. I need to know anything that is related to the war situation. It is related to overall coordination, understand? I didn't know anything about such a big thing. If it weren't for him being found out,
I never need to know, don’t I?" Akmesser growled angrily.
Sir Crest responded with silent silence. He was the special envoy of Archduke Buck, and Archduke Buck's orders had the highest priority for him.
He had no way of making any promise to Akmesser. If Archduke Buck issued the same order next time, he would still need to carry it out.
He knew in his heart that Akmeyser also knew it well, and now he was just venting his anger.
Akmesser's loss of control did not last long, and he soon returned to his usual coldness and said: "I can understand your mission, but I hope you can also understand my difficulties. We are all for Kingsley."
The family will fight in the future without any selfish motives. If anything unexpected happens during the war, it will be of no benefit to His Majesty, the military order, you, or me. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Understood!" Sir Kleist's expression finally changed.
He is a smart man, and of course he understands that everything Akmesser said makes sense.
Although he is now the envoy of Archduke Buck, he is still with the army. If he is defeated, it will not look good to anyone.
To a certain extent, the two of them are grasshoppers on a rope.
"I hope that next time something similar happens, whether it's before or after, you can talk to me first and let me know what's going on so that I can make contingency plans. Do you understand?" Akmeser added, "The last thing I know is
Fortunately, beforehand, as long as it is beneficial to His Majesty, the family, and the military leader, I will never stand in the way or make things difficult for you."
"Understood." Sir Kleist still just nodded, but how he will operate in the future is still unknown.
"Since he is yours, I will leave it to you to deal with." Akmeser pointed at the mutilated corpse and said, "When he brought it over, his will had completely collapsed. He has probably already confessed everything he could."
It’s over, I hope he doesn’t know much.”
"Don't worry, His Majesty has already considered this issue. He doesn't have much actual knowledge." Sir Kleist replied.
"That's the best." Akmeser nodded and said, "Our supply line has been re-opened, and the first batch of supplies will be shipped out soon. There is no room for error in this matter. I will give you three thousand elite soldiers to greet you.
Bar."
"Me?" Sir Crest finally showed a stunned look.
In the Kingsley Family's Eastern Expedition, he was always in a position of envoy and staff, but he was suddenly asked to take charge of the military and also to protect the food line. What kind of operation was this?
What does it mean, especially after something like this just happened?
Is this an avenging of a private vendetta? Is he being assigned to another position?
"Don't get me wrong, this is not my personal intention, it is also His Majesty's arrangement." Akmater obviously knew what Sir Kleist was thinking and added.
"What does your Majesty mean?" Sir Crest still looked confused.
"I will send the bravest general under my command to lead the team. Sir, you only need to walk around with me." Akmesser thought very carefully. "Your Majesty may have other deep meanings in making this arrangement. You just need to carry it out."
That’s it.”
He would still be a little worried if Kleist was left to lead the troops alone.
"As ordered." Sir Kleist must obey orders and carry them out no matter how many doubts he has in his heart. This is the duty of a general.
Not only was Sir Crist confused about Archduke Buck's appointment, but even Archmerser thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out what was going on.
Akhmer seems to be the supreme commander of the Kingsley family's Eastern Army, but many things are controlled and restricted by the Kingsley family's supreme ruler, Archduke Buck.
Just like the cooperation with the Commons family, it was also handled by Archduke Buck. It was not until the matter was completely settled that Acmeser was notified.
A man like Sir Crest was neither the first nor the last to join the Eastern Army.
Akmesser knew this very well and turned a blind eye most of the time.
But this time it was a bit too much. For something related to the Eastern Expeditionary Army's overall layout of the Swamp of Despair, Archduke Buck actually skipped him as the supreme commander and took action personally. If a major failure was caused by misplaced information, who would blame him?
Was Se derelict in his duty? Or did he blame Archduke Buck for interfering at will?
I'm afraid the former is more likely.
Isn’t it right if there is no superior officer to support his subordinates?
Ever since the Kingsley family's Eastern Expedition fell into a trap and had to fight with the Crocodile Tribe and suffered heavy losses, Archduke Buck's interference in the Eastern Expedition became more and more serious.
To be more precise, this interference should have started after Sir Crest brought a large number of messenger eagles.
In the past, it was not that Archduke Buck did not want to interfere, but was restricted by communication issues.
By the time the matter reached the hands of Archduke Buck, it had already been days or even weeks. Even if he wanted to intervene, it was still too late.
Things are different now. Although there is no way to achieve instant communication, the intelligence from the front line will be fed back to Archduke Buck in as little as one day or as long as two days. As a person with a strong desire for control,
It’s just that I didn’t have the opportunity before.
Now that I have the opportunity, I naturally want to get involved in everything.
You can imagine the chaos caused by issuing multiple orders.
Archduke Buck was a smart man, and he didn't know the shortcomings.
But knowing it is one thing, and doing it is another thing entirely.
Especially those who are confident, always think that the decision they make is the most correct one.
There is no doubt that Archduke Buck is the kind of person who is extremely confident.
Among them, the most uncomfortable one is of course Akmesser. He is no longer tied up, but feels like he is trapped in a sticky spider web. He can't even stretch out his hands and feet, let alone show off his skills.
The only good thing is that Akmesser has been operating in the Far Eastern Army for a long enough time and has established his own direct lineage. It is not that easy for Archduke Buck to bypass him and command the Far Eastern Army.
There are only a few people who are truly as silent as Sir Kleist.
Most people are just idlers. Many times, as soon as Archduke Buck's orders are received, they will be placed on Akmesser's desk, requiring his nod before they can be formally implemented.
If he doesn't nod, he will probably do it perfunctorily.
The county magistrate is worse than taking charge now.
After all, Akmesser still carries the title of supreme commander of the Kingsley family's Eastern Conquest Army.
The swamp fire on the west bank of the Donau River really caused a lot of trouble to the Kingsley family.
The entire Eastern Expedition Army was almost carried inside.
But after passing the most dangerous moment, looking back, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.
Because of that fire, not only all the potential hidden dangers on the West Bank were eliminated, but also many dangerous mud swamps were completely dried out. At least the surface dozens of centimeters were dry. Even if a large-scale march was carried out on it,
There is no danger either.
Without a large amount of mud swamps, the Swamp of Despair wouldn't be called the Swamp of Despair.
Under such circumstances, it will undoubtedly be much easier for the Kingsley family to re-open the material transportation line.
During the original slow advance, the transportation routes that were rolled out were not only not damaged, but on the contrary became more solid in the fire, with many places half-bricked.
Even large grain trucks can pass through without any obstruction.
After the swamp fire subsided a little, Akmesser cleared the area immediately to allow follow-up supplies to catch up. This was a guarantee for the morale of the army.
The supply line of the Kingsley family's Eastern Army was in the shape of a "Y" falling to the left.
The lower fork is the food transportation line. Low-priced food from the Huayu Plateau is transferred directly to the Despair Swamp after leaving the plateau, and is sent to the Eastern Expedition Army.
In order to conquer the Swamp of Despair, Archduke Buck used all the means at his disposal. Not only did he reach an agreement with the Commons family, he also invited a fleet.
They also reached an agreement with the Black family on the Flower Language Plateau and purchased a large amount of low-priced grain from here.
As mentioned before, getting out of the Huayu Plateau and converting their food into money and political influence has always been the biggest dream of this Corolla Wheat Sui Banner family.
When a buyer comes to the door, they will be ecstatic, let alone raise the price.
You are solely responsible for transportation.
However, this condition is based on the fact that the Black family does not want to bear high transportation costs.
If someone is willing to pay for the high transportation costs, then the situation will be different.
In order to plot against the Swamp of Despair, the Kingsley family mobilized their troops and generals. One person wanted to be broken into two, so naturally they did not have so much manpower and material resources to transport food.
But this was not a problem for the shrewd and capable Archduke Buck.
People die for wealth and birds die for food.
Archduke Buck used the Kingsley family's usual magic weapon - money.
The price of food in Huayu Plateau is the same, but once it is transported to the Swamp of Despair, the price will immediately triple. If it can be transported through the Swamp of Despair and directly transported to the hands of the Kingsley family's Eastern Army, the price will directly increase five times. When the food arrives, it will be on the spot.
Pay in full and never default.
Even so, this price is several percent cheaper than the black-hearted food of the nobles and nobles in the Asia Minor plains.
At the beginning, those plateau people were still doubtful, but as the Kingsley family poured down the gold and silver like water.
The entire Huayu Plateau was in a commotion, and the merchants, like sharks smelling the fishy smell, started to act like crazy.
Pulled by carts, horses and camels, and carried by people.
Every conceivable method has been used.
Countless amounts of food, like fountains, gush out from the Huayu Plateau.
What are the natural dangers and how difficult is it to transport food?
That's purely because the temptation of profit is not big enough. When the profit is big enough, there is nothing they can't do.
When the west bank of the Donau River was engulfed in swamp fires, the grain transport teams on the Huayu Plateau did not stop. They continued to transport food out slowly but continuously, and the quantity transported per unit time was getting larger and larger.
Because more and more Black family members have joined in this grain transportation operation, including many farmers themselves, taking their nephews and nephews, they set out on the road carrying burdens, even if they only transported one-third of the grain.
Delivering it to the ground is a sure-fire business.
The Black family's unique terrain determines that they do not have any external enemies. Most of them spend nearly one-third of the year doing nothing. This is also the reason why drunkards appear on the Huayu Plateau.
There was too much grain to sell, so we had to make wine.
Liquor cannot be sold, and people have nothing to do but drink and fight to pass the time.
Now that there is a door-to-door business, anyone who doesn’t do it would be a fool.
Just because they were idle and doing nothing before does not mean they are lazy.
The situation in the Huayu Plateau is exactly the same as that in the plains of Asia Minor. The only ones who are truly wealthy are the small group of people who own the land. The lower-class farmers are still below the subsistence line. Once they have the opportunity, they will naturally work hard.
A little adds up to a lot.
In just two weeks, the amount of food accumulated is still quite scary.
The border city that served as a transit station was filled with food both inside and outside. Fortunately, the Swamp of Despair didn't rain as much as before.
Otherwise, if the rainy weather lasts for half a week, all these grains will sprout hair.
After the transportation line was opened, these grains were loaded into trucks as soon as possible and shipped to Wuyin Lake where the Eastern Expedition Army was located.
Flip the "Y" shape, the cross above.
Connected is the Carter military leader.
Shipbuilding materials, ordnance and equipment, for example, must be allocated and transported from here.
The situation here is very similar to the grain transportation line on the other side.
The Swamp of Despair was blocked by the fire, but the military leaders' preparations never stopped, and supplies were also piled up in the border cities.
After the transportation line was opened, the team set off immediately.
Then it intersects with the grain transportation line in the middle of the Swamp of Despair and transports it together to the Eastern Expedition Army.
Why were Archduke Buck and Archmer so nervous about the first shipment of supplies?
In addition to the fact that the military supplies previously carried by the Eastern Expeditionary Army have been almost consumed, it is also because the amount of this supply is too large.
After the Eastern Expeditionary Army took a brief rest, Akmesser moved the main force of the Eastern Expeditionary Army to the rear and went to get food to ensure the safety of this supply, even if there was a possibility that the Crocodile Tribe came across the river to attack the food line.
Very small.
Although Acmeser couldn't stand the arrogant and domineering style of the Commons family headed by Steubin.
But I have to admit that they do have the capital to be domineering.
The entire Donau River is really open to them, cruising back and forth in small groups. Once the Crocodile Tribe's warships appear in large numbers, they will inevitably lead to a crushing attack.
Now the warships led by the Yongye Army can nest in the upper reaches of Brother Port, while the Crocodile Tribe can only travel in the shallow water tributaries on the east coast.
But there are exceptions to everything.
The Commons family's invincible fleet is indeed powerful, but its number is too small for a winding river with a total length of thousands of kilometers.
Even if the area they blockade needs to be cut in half and eighteen warships are thrown in, there will be no way to completely block even the dozens of kilometers of river section.
Ensuring that the Crocodile Tribe cannot transport large-scale troops through the Donau River is the limit of what they can do.
Not to mention a small group of people, traveling day and night, consciously hiding their whereabouts.
Small boats, like ghosts, shuttled on the west bank of the Swamp of Despair.
Most of the mud swamp pits on the west bank of the Despair Swamp have dried up, but that doesn't mean that all the rivers have disappeared. Even if 10% is preserved, this is still a water town, and boats are more useful than war horses.