Chapter 61: Reversal
It's February 16th, a full day after the battle of Quee. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info Although Remut's wishful thinking is very good, he does not send a military report to Arena, and the purpose of delay has been achieved. But he was too self-righteous, unaware that Arena had already planted his eyes in the army.
Far away in the imperial capital, Arino received a battle report from the front as early as the 15th. Arinor, who was already in a hurry, unexpectedly received a letter from his brother Brown in the early morning of the 16th.
Faced with the complicated official affairs of the Empire, Arena has long had no intention of dealing with it. So, he left the parliament hall early and returned to his palace.
At this moment, in the study in the palace, Arena was sitting on the couch and sipping tea. Beside him was a bewitching beauty, the High Priest of the Yurasno Empire - Vignier.
The two men were extremely ambiguous, and the High Priest Vignier was sitting on Arena's lap, playing with Brown's letter with a pair of jade hands......
Vignier's jade fingers ran across Arena's handsome face, and she blew softly into his ear.
Arino waved his hand: "Now that things have become like this, you are still in the mood to play with this king." β
Arena is distraught by the rout at the front and the capture of Brown, who is in the mood to flirt with the beauty in front of him.
"Look at what the Lord Regent said, why am I wrong. β
"You can only watch, and if you don't let this king eat, don't do this kind of action to this king. Arena put his arms around Vignier's slender waist and lifted her away from his thighs.
Vignier stroked her droopy hair, and said softly and coquettishly: "Why are you so stingy, you really can't bear to tease the regent." β
"This kingβ" Arino stopped talking.
"Is there anything the Lord Regent can't say to me?"
Arena's handsome face was full of sadness: "In the face of the current situation, how should this king respond?"
Vignier took Brown's letter in her hand and continued to play with it, and said softly, "What else can I do, wouldn't it be nice to let Melwitz reply?" β
Arino slapped his palm on the desk in front of him, and said angrily: "Impossible! How can this king be willing to share the government with that martial artist!"
"Then can you control the current Marquis of Remut?"
Arena swore and said, "This king immediately sent someone to kill this traitor, are you still worried that you can't take charge of the army?"
"It's not easy for you to kill someone, and then what?"
"And then, kill Remut, where else will there be besides this traitor?"
"Giggles," Vignier smiled, "You forgot that most of those soldiers were people from Ramgah's territory, and their home was not here......"
"Ahh
"Although what you said is reasonable, this king still doesn't know what countermeasures to use to save the current situation. β
"You're really forgetful, isn't Ramga's eldest son still playing happily in the imperial capital. β
"What do you mean..."
"It is not difficult to use Ramga's son to control the army, and Remut will do as you say, just kill him. What do you think?"
"Sure enough, it's the king's brains!" Arena just praised Vignier, and then asked with a calm face, "Then what should we do with Meliwicz?"
"You are really persistent, now that you have a cannon and a dragon knight in your hands, do you think the city defense of the imperial capital can stop it?"
"Then you say, what do you say this king should do, let the warriors of the Ewing family sit in the royal court with this king?"
Arino was a little angry, and the mere fact that he couldn't completely eliminate Meliwitz had already kept him awake at night. Now he actually wants to share power with Meliwitz, but he has ten thousand reluctances in his heart.
Vignieryu caressed Arena's back with her hand, gently helping him to calm his breath.
"How old is it, you can still be angry with him. Wouldn't it be nice if you gave him a position in name only, and emptied the military power in his hands? β
Ah Rui said angrily: "Hmph, what you said is light, I'm afraid that before I take back the military power, I will be rebelled by his subordinates." β
"I have an idea...... "Vignier leaned into Arena's ear and whispered, Arena's face melted away.
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Arino followed the advice of the High Priest Vignier and immediately made a series of arrangements. He sent his cronies to bring Ramgah's son into the palace in order to better control the boy. Subsequently, Arena wrote a handwritten letter to Melwiitz, recognizing that everything Brown said was true. As for Remut, Arena's intention to kill him has long been unclear. In order to prevent accidents, he simply sent the high priest Vignier to the front line to punish the traitor Remut.
He knew that the current situation in the country was mostly in favor of Melwiec, and if there were any more drastic actions at this moment, he was afraid that it would cause a situation that was unfavorable to him. So he portrayed Ramgar and Remut as rebels and made them public throughout the empire.
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After Arrenor had dealt with these matters, he personally went to see Ramgah's son, Willen Kodar.
Ramgar had a son and three daughters, the eldest of whom Willen named after Ramgah's domain, hoping that one day his son would inherit the family business he had built.
Willen was young, only fifteen years old. Willen had never been to the imperial capital once since he was born, and this time Ramgar personally led an army to help Arena, so he took the opportunity to follow his father Ramgar to the imperial capital.
Arena arrived at the garden pavilion in his palace, where Willen was holding a bow and practicing target shooting. When he saw Arena coming, he threw his bow to the servant and trotted all the way to Arena.
Willen was sweating a little from his forehead, and his body was as muscular as his father, Ramgah. He saluted Arena and took the handkerchief that Arena handed him to wipe his sweat.
"I don't know if Uncle Wang asked his nephew to come over, is there anything interesting for his nephew?"
Arino smiled: "Good nephew, let's go with this king." β
"Yes, Uncle Wang. β
Arino and Willen paced leisurely in the gardens of the palace. Not far behind them, a group of servants followed.
"Is my nephew still happy in the imperial capital, if you need anything, just inform the king. β
"Don't worry about Uncle Wang, my nephew has been taken care of very well. β
"That's good, that's good..."
Willen saw that Arinor's face was a little strange, and asked, "Uncle Wang, is something wrong?"
"Nephew, do you know the man Melwitz Ewing?"
Willen said without thinking, "Isn't it the thief who colluded with Lokosno?"
Hearing this, a gleam flashed between Arena's eyes.
"Yes, he is about to hit the imperial capital. β
"Is he so powerful? Besides, isn't there a father guarding the imperial capital?"
Arino sighed, his eyebrows were filled with sadness: "Nephew, this king summoned you to the mansion just to tell you..."
"What happened to Uncle Wang?"
"Your father, Count Ramgah, has died in battle!"
Willen only felt a tingling in his back, and his face turned from ruddy to pale.
"It's... Did Melwitz kill him?"
"Well, the king has received the news that the Count of Ramgarh has indeed been killed by Meliwiz. β
"That's... What should I do with my nephew? Uncle Wang wants to save me, I don't want to die!"
A hint of an imperceptible sinister smile appeared at the corner of Arinor's mouth: "How can this king save you?" β
"Uncle Wang, don't ignore your nephew, whatever Uncle Wang says, your nephew listens, listens!"
Arena nodded: "This king does his best, you come with your ears ......"
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In the blink of an eye, another day passed, and it was already the afternoon of February 17, and outside the city of Quevil, Remut repeatedly sent envoys to negotiate with Meliwitz, but the reply he received was that he should surrender all his military power and return to the capital with the army. Remt gradually seemed to understand Melwiitz's intentions. Melwitz is clearly forcing himself to comply.
Remut is in a dilemma, and the opportunity to meet Arena in the capital has been abandoned by him. He now has two paths to take, the first is to choose to submit to Meliwitz, and the second is to occupy the imperial capital without troops. However, Remut should know Melwiez's strength better than Arena, and no matter which path he chooses, it will not necessarily end well......
While Rem was hesitating and having nothing to do, Arinor's handwritten letter had reached Quiao and passed into Melwitz's hands.
In Quio, Melwitz was sitting in the military and political chamber, and Avril on her lap was sleeping in spite of the surroundings.
The officers in the hall also spoke softly to each other.
Melwidz handed Arena's letter to Heramon Kuzhi and the others and circulated it.
After reading the letter, Ku Zhi said, "Is this great sacrifice very powerful?"
Heramon, who received a hint from Melwicz, explained to Kuzhi: "The High Priest is the supreme leader of the Magical Sacrifice Society, and the High Priest is also responsible for the Empire's sacrifice to the gods. Under normal circumstances, the high priest does not participate in other state affairs. Now that Arena has sent her, it's either really no one or it's ......"
Heramon didn't finish his sentence and turned to look at Melwidz.
Melwitz said lightly: "This great priest is not very old, but his qualifications are quite old. When she heard that the previous marshal was sent by the emperor to fight, she had already stopped the army from going out to fight on the grounds that the miracle was unknown. Maybe in the eyes of the emperor, the big sacrifice was a hairy girl, or maybe it was because of the emperor's decision, or he chose to go on the expedition. As a result, the whole army was wiped out......"
At this point, Melwitz was already deep in thought......
Ku Zhi was confused when he heard this, and after a moment of silence, he said as if he didn't understand: "Although I don't understand very well, I can't be sure whether Arinor's actions are fraudulent or not. We still have to guard against possible changes and make arrangements as soon as possible. β
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"Tomorrow will be the deadline," Melwitz said. The armament of the men and horses was immediately reorganized, the magic regiment and artillery were handed over to Kuzhi, the cavalry regiment of Deng was ordered to be ready for attack at any time, the infantry regiment was temporarily handed over to Is, and Heramon sent the rest of the men and horses as a reserve army to recuperate. Tomorrow there is no conclusion, set foot on the enemy army, and recover the imperial capital. β
"Obey!" said in unison.
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