Perhaps in the East, the Rastines had achieved a good success, while their long-standing enemies, the Orientals, seemed to be in a state of collapse. But the Far North is becoming more and more uncontrollable with their neglect www.biquge.info

Since the crisis, Novgorod has not only not collapsed but has developed rapidly, and its strength has increased dramatically, and more importantly, the Holy See and the new Roman Empire have gradually become difficult to control the Teutonic Knights, and the Knights controlled by Vincent have become the Prussians, and the Livonian factions and Teutons involved in the Rus have either split or been purged, and it is no longer possible to threaten Rus. And the Muscovites are not making any threats to Novgorod. Novgorod, which rose to prominence, quickly became a giant in the northwestern Rus' region, and even the Kingdom of Sweden was forced to sign a treaty to lease the southern ports to Novgorod, and became a vassal in humiliation. Pskov and other principalities, which were originally controlled by the Teutonic Knights, were also freed from the control of the Teutonic Knights and incorporated into the territory of Novgorod. At this time, the country was stronger than Alexander's rule, rather than declining. Even the two principalities of Vladimir and Tver were very jealous of him, and the other Rus' princes bowed down to him for fear of being attacked.

But even then, there is still a huge crisis within Novgorod.

In the western part of the Rus' state, the city of Pskov.

The thousand-year-old city has long since been unrecognizable, and after being occupied by the Teutonic Knights, it was used as a military stronghold and became a city of steel and fire that never sleeps day and night. Orthodox churches and high-rise buildings with Rus' domes were razed and smashed to smash in favor of machine factories and weapons warehouses, fortresses and artillery that are the main theme of Pskov today. Pskov, which had already formed an assembly line, of course, could not be abandoned, and Novgorod completely turned it into a stronghold to deter other principalities of Northwestern Rus', so to speak, and no one would be able to shake the rule of the Novgorodians by occupying it.

Although the nobles of Pskov, who had fled the country, returned, they were disappointed to find that their property in the city had been looted, and the granges had been burned to the ground, leaving them with nothing. In desperation, the Pskov nobles had no choice but to seek refuge in Novgorod, and although their local property was lost, they still had the economic strength to negotiate with Novgorod.

Although Novgorod took them in, the Pskov nobles had to be wary of seeing that the Gentiles now controlled all the machine factories in the city of Pskov.

You must know that Pskov is now completely reduced to a vassal of Novgorod, and although Pskov is still nominally an independent Rus' principality, they have no power at all in this land that once belonged to them.

In one of the only manors outside the city, a secret conversation is taking place in the villa.

"Ross Retreat. I can't think of any contradiction between us, do you still believe that Novgorod will give the city back to you? Don't be delusional, that city can be said to be coveted by even the Empire, not to mention I don't think you have a good time with those people here! The man asked, slightly mockingly, and sitting in front of him was none other than the head of the Pskov nobility, General Ross, who had been in exile for several years since Pskov had been captured by the Teutonic Knights. And now they have returned to live in the Grange outside the city, which has indeed caused strong resentment.

And as the man in front of him said, although they returned to their homeland, it was not pleasant. The ambitions of the Novgorodians were clear, and Pskov had no chance of recovering independently.

It is true that the Pskov nobles and the Novgorodians have escalated their conflicts, but again, it is impossible for General Rosskov to trust the man in front of him, because it is the Teutons who are to blame for the destruction of Pskov.

"I'm afraid Emperor Frederick wasn't such a kind man! The Novgorodians are not credible, but weren't they the Teutonic Knights, one of the princes of your empire, who brought us to this point in the first place? Looking at the emissary of the Holy Roman Empire, Ross looked very cold. The terms offered by the other side are tempting, but they will not trust the unreliable Teutons.

"Is that so?" However, the emissary from the Holy Roman Empire had a subtle expression. "I don't think a person like Mr. Rosstricker would be stupid, and I think it's clear to me that the truth is clear. There are no enemies, and we have to fight each other only because of the pursuit of profit. And now that the Teutonic Knights have betrayed the Empire, I think there is no more barrier between you and me. The Empire doesn't want a strong regime in Rus', and I don't think you're going to be controlled by the Novgorodians, are you? Think about it! Can you really confront the Holy See with them? No kidding, you can't do anything. On the contrary, the Empire can help you regain your kingdom, which is a good thing for you and us, isn't it? The attention of the empire was in the East, and we should not have killed each other. ”

The other party's words were soft and hard, but they were actually touched by Ross, who originally did not believe in the Holy Roman Empire.

"What do you want to do?" After a long silence, Ross finally asked. Their current situation is indeed not good, if they continue to do so, Pskov may really be reduced to a vassal forever and will not be able to escape this sad fate, but can that man really fight against it? He did not accept or refuse, but continued their conversation with this question.

"It's simple, we want you to ・・・・・・" The man's face appeared to be a little loose when he heard the other party's answer. Sure enough, this method really works, after all, nothing is eternal. The only thing that holds countries together is interests.

But just as the man was about to continue the conversation with Ross, the door behind him was slammed open! A figure flew in and slammed into the table.

"Conston!?" The emissary of the Holy Roman Empire was startled at the sight of the man's face, who was the one he had arranged for the guard.

"You're having a good time." Outside the door, a man's cold voice rang out, chilling, and the heavily armed soldiers behind him rushed in.

Damn it?!

The man, whose face changed drastically, immediately noticed that something was wrong and rushed to the window, and at this time Rose was also speechless in shock, and there were not only the Teutons' men but also his men at the door, and it was clear that this place should be very safe, no one knew. But in fact, the appearance of the man in front of him had already proved that their secret had been exposed, and Rosser had a feeling of falling into an ice hole.

The Teuton, who knew that something was wrong, quickened his pace, and his dexterity smashed directly into the window, but the Novgorod soldiers outside had been waiting for a long time, and the nets caught the Holy Roman Empire's emissaries like fish. The Holy Roman Empire's emissary who wanted to struggle was punched and kicked by several soldiers.

"Caught! Caught! In a burst of cheers, heavily armed soldiers struck the man on the head with the butt of his rifle, knocking him unconscious and dragging him away.

"You guys・・・・・・ why are you here?!" The ugly-faced Ross asked as he looked at the menacing Novgorodians with difficulty. However, these Novgorod soldiers did not pay attention to them, and even treated them rudely. There were also several nobles beside Rosstell, who watched each other's rude actions in annoyance, but dared not speak in anger. The firearms in the opponent's hands were dangling in front of their eyes, and the Pskovs didn't even dare to breathe.

"You seem curious, Admiral Ross. The man smiled and said slowly, and walked in front of the other party, the tall figure like a bear.

"Hey, hey, I'm ・・・・・・" The nobles who were frightened by the other party were afraid that the other party would make some drastic moves, after all, what they were doing before was related to dealing with Novgorod with the Holy Roman Empire. Even if they didn't promise each other, it can't be denied that Ross did think about it before, and now they are fish and meat, and Novgorod is a sword.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency. We don't have the right to do anything to you, but as enemies of Novgorod, we have to take that person away. The man took two steps back and said with a smile.

"Please!" With palpitations, Ross retreated and hurriedly said, where can he care about the envoy of the Holy Roman Empire who had been talking for a long time before.

"I think Pskov should understand that it is not wise to be an enemy of Novgorod." The man beckoned, told his men to put away their weapons and walk out of the room.

"Of course." The far-fetched answer was so weak, but Ross could only prevaricate like this.

"Very well, gentlemen, enjoy this rare Sunday! Let's go! The man shouted, letting everyone out of the place.

Looking at the other party's distant back, Ross finally scolded:

"This damn bastard!"

I didn't expect a small Grand Duke of Guard to be so powerless against him. Since the destruction of Pskov, they had to send people to the fence, but this was the first time such an insult.

"The boy named Constance, Dante, was so young, and he was already like this. Even the Novgorod nobles submitted to it, and it seemed that no one could stop their ambitions anymore. "Since the defeat of the Teutonic Knights, it seems that they have a tacit understanding with Novgorod, and the Northwestern Rus' region has completely become a region under their control. Even if he was a fool, Ross knew that the boy named Cons-Dante wanted to unite all of Ross.

"What do we do now?" The nobles beside him looked at Admiral Rostrick and hoped that they would come up with an idea, even if they did not cooperate with the Holy Roman Empire, they could no longer be controlled by Novgorod like this.

"Don't act rashly just yet, we're no match for them yet." Despite his reluctance, reason told Rostre that it was not yet time to oppose the Novgorodians.

・・・・・・

"All the best, Your Highness. Complete! ”

After receiving the news from Di Keat, Constance Dante could finally breathe a sigh of relief. This was the third attempt by the Holy Roman Empire to undermine Novgorod's rule over the Northwest, and it would be very difficult to unify the power of the entire Rus'.

Radio communications were turned off, and Consité Dante left the cramped war room of the Intelligence Service alone.

"Grand Duke!" Opening the door, the soldiers on both sides managed at the same time, and the young Grand Duke only bowed slightly, and walked to the top of the elevator in silence.

In a few years, it had become a perfect base for continuous operation, and at the top of it was the Grand Duke's residence of Consdante, and the Novgorod Noble Council had been completely emptied.

As soon as the elevator door opened, the harsh sunlight kept Cons Dante from opening his eyes, and at that moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"Uncle Cons, Dante!" A girl shouted happily.

"Bernia!" Unexpectedly, Bonifazia would be waiting for him here, and Constance Dante was also taken aback.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I couldn't keep an eye on him." The young man who arrived late on the side was full of apologies

"It's okay, you go down first!" Constance Dante looked at Andre, who had grown up, and said with a smile, and Princess Bonifazia beside her didn't want to be as weak as she was three years ago, her illness seemed to be completely cured.

"Yes." André nodded and retreated, since the Poles had left, he and his mother had stayed here to continue to care for Princess Bonifazia, all on the recommendation of Constance Dante. They have always been very grateful.

"What's wrong? Is today's treatment over? Constance Dante asked as he rubbed the girl's hair and smiled softly. Although Bonifazia's illness is precisely that the residual poison in her body has been eliminated a lot, the damage to her body has not completely disappeared. In the past three years, Dr. Fabre has also been working on it.

"Hmm!" Bonifazia nodded obediently and grabbed Constance Dante's arm very intimately. "Uncle Cons, now you can take me out to Sister Ekarina's! Staying here all the time is going to suffocate you. At this time, the girl is not as shy as before, and she is much more innocent and more pure.

Constance Dante nodded, and took the girl's hand down the stairs, "Alright then, I'll take Bernia to Uncle Chuikov today." Want to try horseback riding again? ”

"No, it's scary. And mom said that girls can't be so rude. ”

"Isn't that a cool thing? Bernia is not scared. ”

“・・・・・・”

In the joyful laughter, Consdante could finally find a temporary peace, and his heart was much less gloomy, but he knew in his heart that it was only just the beginning. (To be continued.) )