I thought that His Majesty the Emperor would run back and forth in the cheering crowd twice as in the movie, and then give an impassioned, inspiring pre-war speech, and finally everyone raised their swords and proclaimed the holy horn, and the pre-war mobilization ended in a warm and exciting atmosphere.

But things were not like that at all, His Majesty the Emperor seemed to have something on his mind, and he rode on the horse sullenly without a smile, but absentmindedly nodded at the lower knights who gathered around, and then continued to think about things with his head down, and walked through the camp without saying a word, returning to his golden royal tent in the center of several dukes' tents.

Zareth pulled me through the crowd, running after the hooves of Emperor Otto's horse, and that fanatical expression seemed to be the idiot little sister of a Korean star who had fainted with happiness except screaming.

"Is that His Majesty the Emperor? It was the first time I had seen His Majesty's dignity at such a young age, and his beautiful armor must have been the work of an Italian craftsman! Zareth excitedly told me, foaming at the foam that scared me back and ducked.

"Can you stop spitting when you talk in the future?"

I raised my fist in protest, causing at least six people around me to turn their heads and stare at me viciously, so stunned that I could hold back what I was saying.

"You look at you like a little girl chasing stars, what is there to see about the emperor? It's still the same as us, with one head and two legs. ”

"I'm not a little knight like you, I've seen a big scene like you, His Holiness the Pope, the big nobles, the imperial family and so on, and I've eaten delicious food in the auditorium with a court choir that we haven't seen before, we little knights, we can also see the legendary Emperor His Majesty satisfy our curiosity on such an occasion."

Zareth said with a strong heart, the little daughter-in-law who looked like she was angry was so cheap that people couldn't wait to go up and slap him twice.

"Alright! All right! I will definitely take you to meet the outside world when I have the opportunity, and I heard His Majesty the Pope say that the rebellion of the nobleman Clesindi II in Rome, Italy, is behind the support of the King of France, and His Majesty the Emperor will definitely not let the French stretch their hands into their own territory, and it is only a matter of time before they go to Italy. I reassured Zareth and said.

"We still have the opportunity to go to Italy? That's great! It is said that it was a land of abundance full of gold, and women dressed in silk clothes all over the streets, and it was a paradise for conquerors......"

Zareth was pulled into the fantasy of the unknown country by me, and it is estimated that the child's eyes are full of white thighs, and the corners of his mouth are very unobtrusively drooling, and there is nothing he can do about it.

Soon after the arrival of His Majesty the Emperor, the heralds of the imperial family began to rush between the tents of the various great lords, and it was possible that Emperor Otto would have a pre-battle preparation meeting to arrange the upcoming battle mission.

I leisurely dragged Zareth back to my camp, where a herald in a funny top hat was already waiting for me.

"Baron Randy, Your Majesty has asked you to attend the battle meeting for a while, please come with me immediately."

I judged from the herald's angry voice that he was not a eunuch, and I wickedly made two rounds of his beardless face covered with incense, and regretted the result.

"I'm just a little baron, are you sure you didn't misconvey your Majesty's orders?" It may have been that the fact that the boy was not a eunuch had struck me deeply, and I was not very interested in the order to attend the meeting.

"This is His Majesty's order, and I beg you to execute it immediately, Your Excellency."

The herald was neither humble nor arrogant, so that I was embarrassed to continue to mess around, so I had to tidy up my clothes a little, and followed him to Emperor Otto's golden tent.

There were now several blazing bonfires burning to dispel the rising moisture on the ground, and the tents were filled with great lords and nobles in splendid armor.

I was placed in a corner by the herald, and some of the nobles around me recognized me, thinking that I might be the new favorite of His Majesty's side, and nodded politely at me, but I couldn't remember what these people were called, so I could only return the salute with etiquette, and try to look modest.

The herald came to Emperor Otto's side and whispered a few words to His Majesty, who raised his head to find me in the crowd, then smiled at me, and lowered his head to discuss with the dukes beside him.

"Everyone, please be quiet, the meeting has begun."

Conrad I, Grand Duke of Swabia, was the oldest nobleman in the area, responsible for quieting the noise. As soon as he spoke, everyone fell silent and raised their heads to look at His Majesty Otto, who was sitting there.

His Majesty the Emperor ordered a simple map drawn on sheepskin, and then pointed to a river on it and said: "This is the Elbe, the northeastern border of the German Empire, and according to the latest intelligence yesterday, our spies have discovered that the camp of the Slavs has expanded again, and some tribes of hillmen from the Sudetenland have joined them, and the number of invaders has reached 27,000, and they are stationed in Wittenberg on the other side of the Elbe." ”

"We can only last five more days, and we must seek a decisive battle in five days, and strive for a quick solution to the border issue. The situation in Italy has become less optimistic, the rebels have made contact with the Florentine rebels, relying on the Pisans for supplies, and if we do not send a large army to suppress it, the whole of Italy will rise up against us. ”

Henry, Grand Duke of Bavaria and former enemy of His Majesty the Emperor, also reported the situation in Italy with great concern, urging His Majesty the Emperor to end the campaign against the Slavs as soon as possible, so that the tired knights could return to their territories as soon as possible to prepare for the next year's campaign against Italy.

"The number of enemies has exceeded our expectations, these are brave and skilled samurai, we can't destroy them in a head-on battle, and instead we will be self-defeating, break through by the enemy's center, and lose the war." Conrad I, Grand Duke of Swabia, said.

His Majesty the Emperor was silent in the midst of everyone's quarrels, this was not the first time that the young emperor had faced such a dangerous situation, but this time the matter was indeed a little tricky, the German Empire was like an old man, even if he was inactive, he was in pain everywhere, and any part of his huge body could form a fatal injury.

"It's too late to recruit peasant soldiers now, and it's out of time, the autumn harvest is entering the most critical period, we don't have extra manpower to provide, those hired outlaws, there is no way to form a combat effectiveness in the short term, I don't worry about letting them be in charge, but if they are mixed with the existing troops, they will waste our already small elite, and in the face of more and more Slavs, it is really a headache."

The Duke of Upper Lorraine, Silry I, spread out his hands and said that there was nothing he could do, and there was really no good way to get out of the predicament in front of him.

Emperor Otto suddenly looked up at me and said, "Let us hear what the Empire's recent rise to prominence has to offer, Baron Randy, who has repaired our French counterparts enough. ”

All eyes were on me at once, some with banter, some with a little sympathy, some with numb expressions as if they were looking at a corpse, and some with brilliant brains speculating that His Majesty's new favorite seemed to have lost His Majesty's affection, just like those court jesters who were once very popular.

Nima, this is to give me a disgrace in public, warn me not to be dishonest!

The last time he left Berlin without permission made His Majesty the Emperor angry, he was holding back his bad intentions to rectify me.

The cold sweat instantly wet my underwear, and sure enough, the companion is like a tiger, death is so close to him, there is no need for a sonorous battlefield with swords, and sometimes a word from a big man can kill you.

I quickly thought about my answer, and the sneer on the corner of Otto's mouth became even more hideous in front of Emperor Otto......