It is said that the origin of Henry I's nickname The Bird Catcher was because when he learned that he was elected Duke of Saxony, he was bored with his attendants to catch birds, but this also shows the Duke's maverick behavior.

Sure enough, soon after his accession to the throne, he launched seemingly never-ending rebellions, or some form of protest, constantly causing problems for the already frail Conrad I, and defeated the old king in decisive battles several times.

However, the benevolent Conrad I, after following the persuasion of his younger brother, Eberhard, Duke of Franconia, decided to abdicate the throne and elect his nemesis, Henry I, as his successor.

As a compromise, Henry I, after becoming king, allowed the Duchy of Franconia full autonomy in exchange for Eberhard not making any claims to the throne.

Interestingly, at the coronation ceremony, Henry I refused to allow the bishop of the kingdom to anoint him, believing that being elected and recognized by the four principalities would be enough to prove his legal power, and that there was no longer a need for such religious ceremonies as if he were justifying the name of an illegitimate child.

This kind of move caused an uproar in the government and the opposition......

Because in a religious sense, David would not have been recognized as a legitimate king without this sacred ritual of accepting Samuel's anointing and being ordained by God, Henry I was privately ridiculed as a swordless sword, an illegitimate king who was not favored by Christ.

The king proved to be unpopular with God, and under his rule, the power of the major principalities rose, and they were granted all kinds of promises and privileges on the condition of recognizing Henry I's accession to the throne, especially Bavaria and Swabia, which were almost equal to the king's power, so much so that Henry I's expeditions mainly relied on his own principality for troops and supplies.

The maverick majesty ran into walls at every turn, first by the invading Magyars, and then by the Elbe to the Slavs who crossed the border, and perhaps the only thing he could do as a king was to regain control of Lorraine from the cowardly West Francian king Rudolf, thus pushing the western border of the country to the Rhine, and from then on the head of the eagle statue on the wall of the German palace always pointed to the west, indicating the victory of East Francia over West Francia.

Henry I's son, Otto I the Great, was the founder of the empire, and his fame still shocks the two Frankish states in the East and West, and is considered the greatest Frankish king after Charlemagne.

The twenty-four-year-old emperor, appointed by his father as the heir, was too young to ascend to the throne, but this aroused the jealousy of his eldest brother, the rightful first in line to the throne, Donkmar, and his mother favored the younger brother, and once swore in public more than once that she would give her youngest son to the throne!

The major principalities also did not take this hairy boy with a thick beard in their eyes, swore allegiance to the knights of the House of Saxony, and colluded with other nobles in the field, so to speak, the rebellious Otto the Great inherited a big mess left by his father, a crumbling kingdom built on the sands of the river, weakened enough to even protect the border between the Elbe and the Slavs.

After ten years of civil war, the strong Otto defeated all the forces in the kingdom who dared to resist him, including his brother and brother who knelt in front of him and wept bitterly to change their ways, and at the same time, Augsburg's victory saved Europe from trembling in the shadow of the Magyars' horseshoe, and the triumphant Otto also married a beautiful widow, thus obtaining himself the throne of Italy and stepping on the road to Rome.

Finally, in the year 962 of the Christian era, His Majesty John XII of the Vatican crowned Otto, making him officially the rightful successor of Charlemagne, Augustus of the Romans, rightfully emperor!

At this time, the complacent Otto the Great looked at the world, everywhere was a subservient nobleman and a deferential people, the Duke of Swabia was his eldest son Liudov, the Duke of Bavaria was his reformed brother Henry, the Duke of Lorraine was his son-in-law, the loyal red-haired Conrad, and Saxony and Franconia were ruled by the emperor himself.

Otto II, the successor of the great emperor, in order to make his empire more justified, devoted his country to marry the princess Teofino of Eastern Rome, and clothed the barbarian empire with a noble purple coat, so that his heirs would have true Roman blood from now on.

Perhaps Otto II's crushing defeat of the heretics in Cotron disgraced the Franks and shattered the myth of Germany's invincibility, but after all, he continued the vast empire left by his sun-like, brilliant father, and the exhausted 28-year-old emperor, who closed his eyes in the frenzy of invasions of the Slavs, handed over Charlemagne's holy spear to his underage son, and was buried in St. Peter's Church in the Vatican, where his soul could only be forgiven by his great ancestors at the top of the Holy City.

At this moment, the dynasty of the Saxons is once again on the cusp of decision, His Majesty Otto III was killed on the battlefield, and the life of the Pope is likely to be as crumbling as a candle in the wind, and the moment to decide the fate of Germany has come, and it is I who is an ordinary ordinary person, a time-traveler with the most sense of existence, who moves the wheels of history forward.

"It seems that the butterfly effect is real, but I flapped my wings slightly." As I lay on the bed, strange thoughts flashed through my mind.

In terms of blood, the old duke of Swabia is the eldest grandson of Otto the Great, and has the irrefutable closest royal blood, but in recent years, under the deliberate suppression of His Majesty Otto III, Swabia has long been not the central principality as tenacious as a rock, their elite was almost exhausted in this battle, and fell into such a despised reputation as deserters, in a sense, Swabia has lost the possibility of competing for the throne, whether it is popularity or strength, and even their self-confidence.

The Duke of Franconia originated from Conrad I, belonging to the oldest Salian family among the Franks, and his nobility was blameless, although he had always been a puppet on the table during the period of Otto the Great, and the entire duchy actually belonged to the royal family, but in the subsequent reign of the two Otto emperors, the duchy was revitalized under the leadership of Conrad II, and gradually regained the administrative power belonging to the duke, expanded the influence of the duchy through several battles, and won the universal respect of the aristocratic circle, Once again, it was a great power above the other small states of Germany.

But it is impossible for the royal power to be passed on to the foreign surnames of the non-Otto line, although their ancestors were the first kings of the kingdom, and the change of the royal family will cause a civil war in Germany, which is a long-awaited excellent opportunity for the internal and external enemies of the empire, as I want to achieve something in the vast world, I must not let this kind of thing happen, at least not let the French take advantage of the chaos in the world to regain the dominance of Lorraine, Lower Lorraine is already the fat meat that Nijmegen has bitten into its mouth, and there is no reason to spit it out again!

"So, is that the only one who can inherit the throne?"

I squinted my eyes and muttered for a long time, and suddenly I felt that the conspirators who held the power of life and death in ancient times were not so easy to do, not only to push out puppets that everyone was convinced of, but also to ensure their absolute power, and the work of the laborers was really not something that ordinary people could do.

Mu Yong questioned that the most suitable successor to the throne now is undoubtedly Henry, the Duke of Bavaria's quarreller, the scheming smiling tiger, this kind of person is by no means my level of scheming, and he can control it, once he sits on the throne, he is likely to be the first to take Nijmegen.

But now the situation is urgent, there is simply no second option!

By blood, Duke Henry is a descendant of Otto the Great's younger brother and one of the theoretical heirs to the throne.

In terms of strength, although Bavaria suffered a heavy blow, it still had the strength to overpower the rest of the principalities, and the quarrelster had made a lot of money on the Italian trade routes over the years, becoming the richest duke, and if he wanted to, he could quickly throw money and hire mercenaries from all over Italy to serve him.

"Nerve-wracking......"

I pressed my temples with both hands, trying to calm my high-speed brain.

"There must be a solution to the problem, but you let the clouds blind your thinking, and you can't get around it when you get into a dead end, so think about it patiently." While comforting myself, I tried to concentrate as much as possible on recalling the details that had not been taken into account, and I showed rare patience in the face of interests.

Otto, Duke of Carinthia?

In a flash of inspiration, I suddenly remembered this rising German star, the eldest grandson of the red-haired Conrad of the Duke of Lorraine, although he lost a large number of Magyar hussars and Croatian lancers, Carinthia still had the power to be reckoned with by other principalities, and they were closer to Italy, without the natural barriers of the Alps, and could mobilize a considerable number of troops at any time to change the current chaos, and no one could arrive faster than them.

The Duke of Carinthia must not be allowed to side with Henry the Brawler!

Thinking of this, it seems that there is another way to solve the problem, and even the Pope Ni on the throne of St. Peter's Church in the Vatican has become a weight that can be weighed.

"It's like you're playing a survival game from God's perspective, it's exciting!" I was gearing up excitedly, as if I had seen a bright future for Nijmegen.

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Listening to the steady and powerful footsteps without dragging the mud and water, you know that it is the Earl of Hanover who has come over, and his perennial military career has created him with a knotted steel and iron bones, even if he has reached the age of half a hundred, he is still the one who makes his opponent dare not face the battlefield killing god, the majestic elder who is difficult for ordinary people to look at, and the Lord Count of Hannover who is above ten thousand people under one person in the principality.

As soon as the Earl turned the pillars of the pornacle covered with white cotton curtains in the Saracen style, he eagerly stretched out his head to look in, and when he saw me smiling at him, he blinked in obvious surprise, as if he did not believe the scene presented by his faint old eyes.

"Lord Earl, I've been waiting for you for a long time, please come in and sit down, I'm afraid this lamb chop baked by Chef Saracen is going to be cold." I stood up tremblingly under Kohler's support, and before I could get enough of the old wounds and new wounds that were being tormented, I greeted the dumbfounded Count of Hanover warmly, and pulled the chair out of my side.

(End of chapter)