Act 208 Roses, Thorns, and the Lust for Power
Madara multiplied.
Not only that, but in just a month or two, Count Denel had gathered an army of 20,000 men in Pallas, including the Knight of Pallas, and a full three knight lords, plus the armies of the mountain people and barbarians, and such a big move seemed not only to suppress the rebellion, but to demonstrate to those who dared to ridicule him before.
This ability to mobilize shows that the Earl is far from being needed, and when he retires, he used to be like a tiger with squinting eyes, and once his eyes are angry, he can still make the entire mountain and forest shake as he did decades ago. Now that the whole of Tonigel is completely under the control of this tiger, most of the rest of the people have begun to gloat and wait to see what will happen to those unlucky people who dare to mō tiger whiskers.
Griffiin's Knight Captain, Viscount Axel immediately left his office as soon as he got the information, and walked in the direction of Her Royal Highness the Princess's study. Later, when Sir Kopp saw this scene, he also followed: "Hey, Lord Knight, I heard the news from the south." ”
Kopp's status in the royal party is not high, but he is on the side of Master Lewoods, who is the princess's teacher and the chief court mage of Eruin, and his status in the royal party is respected, even the big people who are the leaders of the real power faction have to bow their heads when they see this old man. Axel didn't want to provoke the other party, so he had to nod: "Her Royal Highness the princess is very optimistic about those rebels, but it's a pity that this time she will be disappointed, in fact, the adults above are not very supportive of contacting these rebels, it is too risky, so that Lord Denel is a prince after all." ”
"The princess is not willing to make peace with the Grand Duke of Enric, hey, she is still a child after all"
No matter how humble she is outside, a woman is a woman, and it is inevitable to have some naïve wishes. Kopp nodded, "pretending to sigh \\1 tone.
Axel glanced at him and replied, "政zhì is 政zhì, the future of the kingdom is more important than anything else, I believe that Her Royal Highness the princess will finally see this." It was the best option for us to make an agreement with Count Jean Denel, so that Her Royal Highness would have enough weight to negotiate terms with the old fellow Anlek. ”
"Yes, but I'm worried that Her Royal Highness the princess will not come to her senses. Do you know "Lord Axel, I've heard that she secretly contacted the rebels, and if this evidence is in Denel's possession, we will be passive." ”
"Don't worry, Master Lewoods, Archduke Lantony Lan does not agree to continue to secretly support those hillbillies, and the Knights have expressed the same will" Coupled with the current situation, Her Royal Highness will not insist on going her own way. The chief knight replied.
Kopp laughed secretly when he heard this, thinking that Her Royal Highness the princess was much more stubborn than the rumors, not to mention that there was no one to support her. But he is a slick man, and he doesn't say anything in his heart" but asks subtly, "What about Lord Overwell?" ”
"He'............" Axel fell silent, indeed, the guy he called "Wolf" had always been rather ambiguous, making it difficult to catch his thoughts. To add insult to injury, Overwell is also the leader of the real power faction, and his mind is not inferior to that of Macaro, who is called a cunning fox. It was because of this person's silence that the voices around the princess did not agree.
As long as there is no agreement on the voice, it means that there is a variable. But Axel was not optimistic about the rebels, and in his opinion it was almost child's play to pin the fate of the country on gambling-like behavior, and Kopp thought the same way, in fact, most of the royal faction had similar ideas.
In their view, "Count Denel, who has real power, is much more reliable than a group of rootless rebels."
It's even much more cordial.
As for the plans of Her Royal Highness Princess Griffithine, there are some feasible xìng. But it's a bit too risky. The so-called xiōng has become a bamboo, and in the eyes of the aristocracy, it is nothing more than the naïve idea of a young girl pursuing the so-called "control of her own destiny". They have seen this kind of behavior a lot, and they no longer care about it, but with a kind of snasal relief that is almost pitiful.
The fate of the princess is used for political marriage, since the little girl wants to struggle, let her go, as long as it does not affect the overall situation, Yin Axel gave a gesture to popular science, and after the latter left, he pushed open the wooden door of the princess's study. There were quite a few people in the study, and when he looked up, Overwell, Leywoods, Macarro, and Baal, Count of Violet, almost all the core members of the royal party were all gathered together. The knight was not surprised by this, in fact since the situation in the south became tense, meetings had been held almost every day.
It's just that the atmosphere in the room is a little oppressive, so dull that it feels abnormal. In such an environment, Viscount Axel could only present the newly obtained information in front of everyone.
Thank you, Master Axel. The princess's crisp voice seemed calm, but for some reason, Axel felt a little guilty at the moment. In fact, Leo Woods is the teacher of Her Royal Highness the Princess, but he is also half of it, and Her Royal Highness's current swordsmanship is derived from his teaching.
"This is the duty of a minister, Your Highness the Princess." Axel replied with his head bowed. When he saw that Princess Griffiin and the others had no intention of looking at the message, he knew in his heart that it seemed that everyone present already knew the news.
He couldn't help but quietly raise his head to look at the calm half-elf princess, today's princess Griffiin was as calm as ever, her beauty seemed to seep out of this temperament, making people feel palpitations. But the girl was rarely silent, her long silver hair reflected in the candlelight as if forming a hazy halo, she put her hands on her slender knees, pursed her lips, and faced the gaze of everyone present without flinching.
"I see, just follow your wishes." She replied.
Although it was a compromise, the voice was so decisive that there was no room for retreat. It was as if even this was a decision made by her own. Seeing such a scene, even the Count of Baal on the side couldn't help but shake his head, how good would it be if this princess was a prince?
However, history has no ifs.
It was imperative to compromise with Count Jean Denel and marry Anlek, and in the minds of every member of the royal party, "those northerners are nothing more than chickens and dogs." Just wait for the ice and snow to melt, "a big war between the north and the south can determine their future status."
The revival of the kingdom seems unstoppable.
It's a perfect result.
"Ahh Hadesh sneezed, "He rubbed his face so that the cold air didn't freeze his face. Although the year has turned, the winter has not shown signs of quieting, but is getting colder and colder. North of the Gries, the small sentry forts in the forest have a layer of ice on the wooden walls, and the wood is frozen so hard that it is indistinguishable from the rock.
Hadesh placed his gloves on the women's wall and stood on a high watchtower and looked out into the forest, where there had been a cleared wasteland, but it had not been sown since winter. The hired peasants who cultivated here had crossed the Zihe River before the winter, and now only soldiers like him were left here. Soldiers, mercenaries, soldiers in castles, garrisons and knights" are all the most professional soldiers from all over the world.
A little further away from Tonigel, in fact, many people have already learned of the impending battle, but in their opinion, this battle of great disparity in strength is no suspense, so that although Count Denel is gradually getting old, his vigorous energy has not yet faded" His orders are still regarded as authority in the area under his rule, and in a short time he can gather an army of one or two thousand men. What's more, everyone knows that the Lord Earl at this moment still has barbarian and undead wings, and even the dukes in the north dare not face up to such a force.
But Hadesh had a different view, just before today, "for three days in a row soldiers from different places entered this small outpost." Four came three days, six the next morning, and yesterday the last group was seven" In just three days, the strength of the fort reached twenty.
These people "are all professional soldiers. This conclusion startled Hadesh himself: before he defected to the new lord, Hadesh had been a knightly retinue of Grudin, of course, not as many as the guards in the castle, but there were no more than fifty skilled warriors like him under Grudin. The others, Yaduo, are the kind of aristocratic soldiers, or even militiamen, who are used to make up the numbers.
Hadesh has experienced several battles between lords, and in this era, battles between lords are usually very bloody, although nobles are often not really harmed, except for the unlucky ones who are hit by stray arrows, but the consumption of the sī soldiers and knights below is very powerful. Only those who survive one battle can be called skilled warriors, and people like him who have experienced several battles simply look down on those who can't even hold a sword. No matter how many of those guys come, it's useless.
However, a lord, the knights who are really reliable under his command are often only a hundred or ten, not more. First of all, it is impossible to raise, a professional soldier needs to occupy a lot of resources, not to mention a seasoned knight. Secondly, there are not so many excellent talents, and the attraction of small lords is often not as good as those of those who are heroic, and knights with a little strength will go to the big lords like Count Jean Denel. Claiming to have hundreds of armor soldiers, he can already be said to be a very strong lord, like the baron of Grudin's side, and there are only a hundred and ten people under his command who can really be relied on.
But Brando is an exception.
Because all the talents under his command can be said to have been gathered by chance, from a,
Mercenaries in the people and even further afield, although these mercenaries have not experienced any real wars, but they have been fighting bloody battles all year round, and those who can survive are often more sensitive to battle than ordinary soldiers.
And the mercenaries under the three regimental commanders of Yuta, Fern, and Crenshia are even more outstanding, especially most of Fern's subordinates were originally from the original Eruin cavalry from the Karensu Plateau, and as scouts, they were originally elite, and after the baptism of blood and fire, their personal strength was higher than that of other mercenaries.
However, this is not the strongest, because there is also the existence of the group of people of the red bronze dragon Leto. Those people are not very strong, and the most outstanding ones are only hovering at the peak of Black Iron, but they are incredibly experienced in combat, and Brando has long suspected the identity of these guys. Especially with Leto's identity there, he was very suspicious that these veterans were all veterans of the November War, which was a bit scary, but it seemed to be the most reliable guess. These sophisticated mercenaries alone make up nearly two-thirds of the human population under Brando's command, in addition to some members of the original garrison and patrol cavalry from Buchi and Redenburg, who also fought against Mardara.
The last part is the knights of Sir Mintai who have taken refuge with Calglis, plus the recruits. Brando's current command of human soldiers numbered from more than 2,000 to 3,000, but more than eighty percent of the more than 2,000 were true veterans, the most experienced and experienced warriors on a par with the full-fledged knights who had been training in combat for many years.
Outsiders thought that their group of Tonigal's, the rebels, were just a rabble of two or three thousand, but Hadesh knew that the young lord could be said to have more than two thousand knights under his command.
More than 2,000 knights, Martha, more than 2,000 knights can lead an army of more than 100,000.
When the first monarch Ek founded the kingdom, there were only two hundred knights around him.
"There's movement in the forest." Suddenly, a voice said from behind him. Hadesh was startled and subconsciously turned around.
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