The former city of Saône is now a huge military camp. In addition to the Wills Legion Odo, which was defending the Duchy of Burgundy on the western border of the Saône, several main legions of the Liberation Army gathered here.

The Midsummer Legion, the Wells Legion, and the Janissary Legion of the former Imperial Guard can be regarded as the main fighting force in this succession war. After the complete capture of the city of Saône, the remaining clearance of the territory of the province of Saône did not have to be bothered by a few main battle forces, and even the patrol of the city of Saône and its surroundings was handed over to the border army that Balwyn had transferred from the eastern province of Jonah.

After months of fierce fighting, the Welsh Corps was finally able to enter wartime repairs.

Northwest of the city, the mansion that once belonged to the city's wealthy merchants has been turned into the garrison of the Wells Legion.

At the door of a merchant warehouse, Spencer, a heavy officer of the Welsh Legion, raised his cuffs from time to time to wipe his forehead, and although it was autumn, Spencer was sweating hotly.

A battle for the succession, but the most tired man was Spencer, the baggage officer who established the baggage system of the Welsh Legion.

Although there are many things to do on the march, but the things involving the logistics of the army are really emaciated, and after a war, Spencer has lost a lot of weight, and even his hair has turned a little gray.

“...... 350 bags of hulled wheat, 5 carts of bacon, 10 carts of fruits and vegetables, wine, 123...... Well? What about the 10 carts of drinks on the list? ”

Spencer slapped the treasury account book on the deputy next to him, "The Chinese army told the army to hold a dinner tomorrow night, what are you going to do?" The most important drinks haven't been collected yet, you bunch of waste! ”

"Who's in charge of collecting drinks?"

The baggage adjutant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Lord Spencer~The drinks are in charge of the first team of the second baggage team~"

"Adult~ I really can't buy alcohol around." The lieutenant explained.

Spencer turned around and glanced at the adjutant and scolded in a low voice, "There is only one adult in the Wells Legion!" If you can't remember, don't do it as an adjutant! ”

"Yes, yes!"

"Remove the captain of the second team and replace it with someone who can do things."

"This~"

"What this, this! If I don't see enough drinks tomorrow at noon, you're going to be my baggage captain!" Spencer's tone was unmistakable.

In this chaotic season, he, the heavy officer of the legion, is also under pressure, and the people under his opponent can naturally only be coerced.

The lieutenant had no choice but to turn around and carry out the military order with a bitter face.

After counting the food supplies, Spencer led his soldiers to the inner warehouse where the weapons were stacked.

In the middle of the night, Spencer's roar rang out in the storeroom, "...... It's Yonah's Legion again! These bastards, when they fought Thorne City, hid in the east to watch the excitement, and only ran over when we broke through the city, and now they dare to grab the weapons and armor that belong to us! ”

"Immediately gather all the guards of the baggage team in the barracks, and follow me to snatch back what belongs to us!"

"Lord Spencer, they claim to have a warrant from Earl Balwyn ~Are we~"

"What a bullshit warrant! Those two hundred sets of weapons and armor were assigned to the Wells Legion a long time ago by the command camp of the Central Army of the Liberation Army, so why did those soft eggs of the Jonah Legion pull it away. ”

"Assemble now!" Spencer had already rolled up his sweat-soaked cuffs and walked out of the storeroom in a rage.

"Shall we call a squad of soldiers with us?"

"What do you call the soldiers for? We are now competing for baggage, and the nature of the soldiers has changed! ”

"Then I'll have the guards bring their swords!"

"Can you move the pig brain?"

"Then we~"

"Take a stick!" Spencer was so mad that he picked up the wooden handle of a tomahawk.

............

The Welsh Regiment commanded the camp tent, and Ma Xiu, who was transferred to the Chinese Army's military law team, reported to Art that the battle between the White Baggage Brigade and the Jonah Regiment was defined by the other side as an "attack on the camp".

“...... That's how it happened, my lord. Lord Spencer did go to reason with the Jonah Legion in order to retrieve the weapons and armor that belonged to the Wells Legion. At that time, the Jonah legion relied on the support of Earl Balwyn behind their backs, not only did not return their weapons, but also cursed Lord Spencer, so there was a fight. ”

"Master Spencer was wounded by them, and five of the guards were slightly wounded. However, the other party died one and seriously injured five or six. That's the way it is."

Matthew stepped aside.

More than 30 baggage guards of the Wells Legion broke into the camp of the Jonah Legion with sticks and demanded that the other side return the weapons taken from the arsenal of Thorne.

More than thirty baggage guards were stunned and beat sixty or seventy guys of Jonah's legion, including more than a dozen soldiers.

The baggage soldiers of the Welsh Regiment "became famous in the first battle".

The young and vigorous Matthew was only proud of the might of the Wells Legion at the moment, but Art, who was pacing back and forth in the camp, had more and more headaches.

The war was decided, and everything was complicated; The parties took the stage, and the situation was mixed.

When there was only one enemy in the war, once the war ended, the original sincere comrades-in-arms slowly began to change their faces.

Regardless of the external states, just at this time, the intertwined forces in Thorne have begun to fight in secret.

Balwin's Eastern Forces, the "Patriarchal" forces of the Midsummer Legion, Lucesen's supporters, early annexes, and newly surrendered ......

The city of Thorne has been reduced to a pot of minced meat paste without boiling.

The war-scorched Count of Burgundy has been turned into a charred and tempting piece of roasted meat, and everyone wants to tear off a large piece and stuff it into their mouths.

Barbecue is limited, but these people's appetite is bottomless.

Recently, the command of the Welsh Corps has been temporarily handed over to Otto, Angus and Kazak.

The commander of the Wells Legion, Art, dealt with the co-optation and lobbying of various forces every day. Of course, he himself is doing the same thing.

Yat, who was pacing back and forth, simply turned around and lay down on the chair in front of him, rubbed his head, and asked Robert and Bob next to him softly, "Both, what do you think about this?" Bob said first. ”

Bob, who was dressed in a military uniform and was slightly fat, put down his right hand touching his chin, got up and replied, "My lord, there is something I probably shouldn't say."

"There are no outsiders here, say."

"Balwin's old-" Bob was about to say "old thing," but immediately stopped.

"Earl Balwyn is not an easy character to deal with, and I am afraid it is not a good thing to offend him at this time. It was because of offending him that my family was exiled to the Jonah border, and was often oppressed and harassed by the Swaben~"

"You mean we don't want to provoke the Jonah Legion?"

Bob bowed his head and said nothing.

"What about you? Robert? ”

Robert, who is now Bishop Tignez, is still dressed in the same civilian clothes as a priest. He touched the cross on his chest and got up to look at the crowd.

"My lord, I don't think this fight is necessarily a bad thing, I heard that Earl Balwin was a little unhappy with the new king at yesterday's court meeting. It seems to be for the post-war meritorious deeds and the canonization of the fiefdom~"

Robb's characteristics stop at the end of the day, and it is useless to say more.

Art raised his head and closed his eyes, the break between Flender and Balwyn became more and more obvious, and at this sensitive time, Arte's Wells Legion and Balwin's Jonah Legion were fighting, and they really didn't choose the right time.

Just when Art was in a hurry, Ron pushed open the door and walked in, attached to Art and whispered, "Sir, there are two guests who want to see you." ”

"Which noble son is it? Missing! "There are really a lot of people who have visited Art recently, and they just want to follow Art's relationship to climb onto the new king's ship, and he doesn't want to deal with it.

"One is an old friend of ours, Sir David, who has now been transferred to the newly formed Imperial Guard, and has come to visit you."

Art's face stretched slightly, "Let Sir David wait for me in the drawing-room, and I'll see him in a moment." ”

"Who's the other one?"

"Also someone you know......"

"Viscount Jeffrey? Wasn't he sent to the north to guard the border? How did it come out here. ”

"He went south in disguise~"

Viscount Geoffrey, the former ruler of the Count of Burgundy and the confidant of the former Marquis of Ivrea of the Count of Burgundy, chief of the court guard, a wise man who chooses to stay away from the maelstrom in the battle of the successors, and a poor man who is alienated by the new king.

Art shook his head helplessly, "Invite Viscount Jeffrey to my study." Remember, don't let anyone else see ......"

"Day by day, it is more tiring than fighting." With that, he got up and prepared to meet the guests.

"My lord, what should Lord Spencer do? He is also in the Judge Advocate General's Court. Matthew immediately asked.

Art stopped for a moment, "The baggage team has a lot of things, let him hurry up and get back to work for me." ”

............

In the city of Saône, Bernard used to be the Count's Palace, and now the Count's Temporary Palace.

The hall of the mansion was full of people, including the commanders of the various legions of the Liberation Army, the lords and nobles who came from all over the country, and the forces of the Western Frontier who had just surrendered.

Due to his military exploits and his wife's relationship, Art was able to sit in a chair near the main seat of the hall.

The ears were filled with the fierce quarrels of the powerful and the meritorious men, and behind their red faces were the struggle for newly conquered lands, vacant official titles, and lucrative war profits. Everyone is emphasizing their indelible contribution to this war, and everyone hopes that they will be able to gain more land, money, and titles......

Such a large court meeting has been held three times, and what was originally a court meeting to discuss how to restore the kingdom after the war has become a gladiatorial arena for the nobles to compete for interests, and each time the result is that everyone has increased their hatred for each other.

Flender, who sat on the throne with his eyes closed, finally stood up from his chair.

The noise in the hall immediately stopped, "Today's court meeting is over!" ”

The hall was still full of people's thoughts, but Flender had already turned and walked towards the inner court, so he had to leave.

Art, who had been silent, was about to get up and leave, when Flender's personal guard walked in front of him.

"Viscount Art, Lord Marquis, please come to the inner court."

............

"Walter (the commander of the first division of the Jonah Legion) said that your soldiers attacked their camp with weapons, robbed them of their armaments, and killed their soldiers. Is there such a thing? Flender asked Art as he lay on the chaise longue in the inner court, his eyes closed.

Art didn't expect that the ability of the Jonah army to fight was commonplace, but the ability to sue was unstoppable.

"Back to the Marquis, yes. My baggage miscellaneous men rushed into the camp of the Jonah Legion with sticks, and regained the armament that belonged to the Wells Legion. Several of the miscellaneous soldiers did kill one of the Jonah soldiers by mistake. ”

Flender opened his eyes, looked up at Art, who was nonchalant, and closed his eyes again, "Have you made amends to Earl Balwin?" ”

Art glanced at Flender, who was calm, slightly, "As a palace minister, Earl Balwin will definitely not care about such trivial matters. ”

The corners of Flender's mouth lifted slightly, "I have already found out what happened." However, Miyasami-sama is certainly broad-minded, but after all, he is kind to you, and you should take the initiative to explain. ”

"The Marquis has ordered, and I will obey it." Art has made its attitude clear.

Flender opened his eyes, got up and poured a glass of wine for Art, "Art, everyone has been fighting for merit in the last few court meetings, why do you always say nothing?" ”

Art took the wine glass, "Lord Marquis, you are the feudal lord of Shengming, and you know in your heart whether you are right or wrong. Besides, what you give is what we ask. ”

Bite~

Flender touched Art's glass lightly, "Art, if everyone were as sensible as you are, I wouldn't have to waste all my energy on endless court discussions. ”

Art didn't answer.

"Our eagle-eye in Paris has sent back the news that France has acceded to my request, and that His Majesty the King and His Majesty the Pope will personally come forward to negotiate with the Duchy of Burgundy for the return of the Patriarchal France." Flender changed the subject.

"It is estimated that it will not be long before I will be in Paris to be crowned by His Majesty the King and the Pope."

"You've decided to break with the principality?" As a confidant, although Art had heard the wind beforehand, he still couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Flender nodded with a cold face.

"Then we may have to face an even more brutal war, I hope the Kingdom of France can calm the anger of the Duchy of Burgundy~" In addition to worrying that the Duchy of Burgundy would choose to "recover" by force because of the country's betrayal of the suzerain, Arte should also be anxious about the northward passage of the European merchant houses in the future.

"That's why I have decided to give you the city on the western border of the province of Saône, along with the surrounding lands." Flender looked at Art with interest.

"Isn't that what you're asking the Wells Legion to clear the border?" Flender chuckled softly.

"There are only two major passages from the Duchy of Burgundy to the Count of Burgundy, and the Midsummer Legion will be sent to garrison the northern border of Besançon, while the western border will have to be handed over to your Welsh Legion."

Art suddenly regretted it.

"Don't worry, I won't do you any wrong, cousin Art, Earl of Wells." Flender bites the word "count" hard......

............

The earth-shattering changes in the Count of Burgundy have come to an end.

In October, Flender, the new king of the Count of Burgundy, led a group of important court officials, escorted by the newly formed Imperial Guard, to the south of the Duchy of Provence into the south of the Kingdom of France, and then north to the capital Paris.

Flender received the personal canonization of the King of France at the Louvre in Paris, and officially became the Marquis of Burgundy of the Kingdom of France and the ruler of the Counts of New Burgundy.

On the morning of Flender's coronation, 2,000 cavalry from the Duchy of Burgundy displayed the northern border of the kingdom.

In the afternoon of the same day, 8,000 iron horsemen of the Kingdom of France marched into the border of the Duchy of Burgundy......