The evening breeze was cold, and the Daha Temple in the center of the city rang the last bell of the day. The bell was loud and deep. But it was like a bell, ringing in everyone's heart, making people feel an inexplicable fear.
"We must seize it. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
In the gorgeous room, Grand Duke Samuel whispered. His heart was racing, but he was anxious. What was exciting was that since the King of the North, Rhodes, overthrew the former Queen Katrina, the southern nobles had never been so united and hostile.
Tsar, Samuel seemed to feel the crown waving to him. This was the closest he had ever been to the king's throne.
The anxious thing is that the noble lords are moving too slowly. They only have money, but they can't do anything substantive. It is useless to denounce the king, and practical actions are needed. However, the noble lords of the south have already acted early at the end of the civil war.
Having lost military power, recruiting troops cannot be accomplished overnight. The only thing that can be done is to find mercenaries. But the Griffin Legion has been destroyed, and there are no large-scale mercenary regiments in Kislev. Recruiting an army has become a thorny issue.
thing.
Fortunately, the nobles are united as never before. Moreover, they all support him. Samuel knows his advantages and disadvantages. He knows that if the southern lords have the strength to organize an army in a short time, he will have a chance of victory.
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"My lord, secret message!"
Just when Samuel was anxious and excited about the upcoming victory, the crowkeeper ran in in a panic and handed a small piece of paper to the Duke himself.
With an uneasy mood, Samuel opened the letter. When he finished reading the first line, his face had become very ugly. The servant nervously stared at the master's emotional changes. Samuel did not often reveal his emotions.
Emotions, but once they are revealed, something big will happen.
After a moment of silence, Samuel's face turned livid. He walked to the fireplace and threw the small piece of letter paper into the fire. In an instant, the paper burned, turned into little sparks, and disappeared into the fireplace.
"What's the matter? My friend."
Black Rose Edmure asked in a low voice.
"Rhode... Damn Rhodes, he sent troops in advance!"
Samuel panted and replied. His arms were trembling, and there was a suppressed anger in his heart with nowhere to vent it.
"Impossible! It takes two or three months to organize a legion. It's impossible to organize it! Besides, what's the name of his army?"
Edmure asked in surprise. He has been fighting in the empire all his life and knows very well how the army operates. When the king summons the army, he needs to first write letters to the small lords in various places and collect food and grass at the same time. When the armies from various places gather, the food and grass will be collected.
It will not be completed in two or three months. Even so, it is only the beginning. According to Sam'il's wishes, Rhodes has completed all the gathering work, and the army is already heading for Kislev.
On the way to the city. For Edmure, this is absolutely impossible. Even if the elector personally summons the legion, he cannot do it so fast!
"I hope this is false news, but this is what the northerners saw with their own eyes. Rhodes' army passed through every town with great momentum. Wherever it went, the city gates were opened wide, and the merchants and civilians cheered. They fought.
The name is the same as ours - asking Tsar Pavel to recognize the inviolability of the private property of noble lords."
Samuel gnashed his teeth with hatred. Seeing that the fruit of his hand was about to be handed over to others, Samuel had the intention to kill Rhodes. He had been manipulating in the dark, using so many methods and spending so much money.
, that led to today's situation and such an opportunity. But in the end, the King of the North just snapped his fingers, and help came from all directions. Fortunately, Rhodes once again represented the public opinion. He was not a king, but his reputation far exceeded that of the king...
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A sense of desolation suddenly emerged from the depths of Sam'il's heart - some people can't get things after working hard for a long time and with all their strength. Some people can just call them with a little finger...
…Perhaps, this is everyone’s destiny?
It's just that Samuel and Edmure don't understand why, why it happened so fast? Unless he prepared it in advance? He had already prepared it?
Yes, it must be like this! Sam'il suddenly realized that he was observing the situation and preparing plans, and so was the other party. He was not the only one who was calm and waiting. At this point, Rhodes is indeed a veteran. Sam
Il suddenly remembered how this guy jumped from a small northern lord to the king of the north, the Lord Protector of Kislev. Tolerance and hiding are the special skills of this northern lord...
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The bonfires in the night lit up the vast land, like falling stars, scattered on this ancient land in the north of Kislev.
Under the moonlight, Rhodes stood alone on the top of a small hill, overlooking the earth and the military camp. If nothing goes wrong, in another half a month, the troops will arrive at the foot of Kislev City. Along the way, the Northern Army marched for a very long time.
It went smoothly. Rhodes knew that this was not only because of his personal prestige, but also because of his preparation in advance.
When the army goes south, it will inevitably disturb the people. No matter how high-quality the army is, there will always be some disobedient soldiers who will cause trouble. Therefore, before setting off, Rhodes reduced the staffing and sent only elite soldiers instead of large-scale legions going south. Because
, this time going south, Rhodes knew that he would not encounter any man-made obstacles.
First of all, it is for the sake of public opinion. No lord will say "no". In the past, when lords raised troops, the biggest trouble was the king's suppression. But Rhodes knew that this did not exist at this moment.
The king's power comes from the support of the lords below. Without the support of local lords, the king is just a mere commander. The current Tsar Pavel has angered all the nobles, and no lord is willing to provide him with troops. Kislev City
Apart from the permanent troops, there were no other troops at Pavel's disposal.
As for the Southern Nobles Alliance, it will not be able to organize a legion for a while. After the end of the Civil War, Dennis's series of policies directly confiscated the military power of the southern noble lords, leaving only a few permanent soldiers to guard their castles. Because the southern nobles originally
Following Queen Caterina, there was naturally nothing to say after the defeat. Now it seems that this decision was so correct at the time. It stabilized the political situation a lot in the future.
If the only worry is that of my wife and daughter in the capital, Caroline, her condition is becoming more and more stable, so stable that it is scary to say that she handles things without showing any emotion. Rationality is good, but as a human being
, it is impossible to be absolutely rational, there are always some emotions that will unknowingly influence mortals. But what Caroline made Rhodes feel was almost perfect rationality... Frost Witch... Rhodes who does not understand magic
I don’t even know how high my wife’s magical attainments have reached.
There is also daughter Dennis. Rhodes always feels that there are many things about this child that have not been told, and she is deliberately hiding something. Why was Boris sent to the border? There must be some reason for this, and the person involved is just not talking about it. All doubts